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It’s just some new species of fungus growing on the backseat upholstery. Don’t worry about it. . . . So, from my side of the closet door I think I was hearing some satisfaction. Am I right?”
    â€œIt was only Sergio. I couldn’t concentrate. The conditions weren’t right. There was the bra issue. There was no way I was going to let him find out that there was no ‘there’ there.” Man, her tongue was sort of thick as well. “There. There,” she repeated experimentally. Was she starting to get bloated? Correct enunciation was clearly out of the question.
    â€œOh, right! Sorry about that. Kinda like wearing the wrong underwear.”
    â€œI don’t know about that theory. If you wear sexy underwear, it makes it seem like you planned to have sex with him.”
    â€œSo?”
    â€œI prefer not to appear to be a slam-dunk. You really want to wear your middle-grade underwear. That’s how I see it. And frankly, it was so dark in there, I don’t think Sergio could have seen what I was wearing. Unfortunately, we didn’t get to that point. But it was fun. He was a good kisser. Not as good as the policeman, but good. ‘ Querida, querida. ’ ” Hayley giggled. It sounded very loud in her ears.
    â€œMaybe he’ll go back to the bar tomorrow night.”
    â€œWho? Sergio? Can’t say that I’m dying to see him again, in spite of his good looks. We really couldn’t communicate.”
    Suz laughed. “Because your tongues were in each other’s mouths?”
    â€œNo, because his English is terrible and my Spanish is worse. In any case, we didn’t have that emotional bond.”
    â€œWell, you didn’t exactly give it a chance.”
    â€œWell, I felt it right away with the policeman.”
    â€œYou’d just discovered a dead man. You were upset.”
    â€œSo.” Hayley felt a breeze on her head and put her hand up to adjust the wig forward. “Hey, where’s my wig?”
    â€œLast time I saw it, the moose was wearing it. I’ll get it down tomorrow night.”
    â€œMy God, when did it fall off? How long was I wandering around without it? That’s crazy! I thought I was unrecognizable.”
    Suz shrugged. “Sergio didn’t seem to mind. And neither did anybody else.”
    â€œWell, that’s another thing. What’s with guys these days? Always looking for convenience. Sex isn’t supposed to be about convenience. It’s messy, embarrassing, and totally inconvenient.” Hayley was starting to feel belligerent. “I’m tired of having all this foreplay standing up. It’s so . . . noncommittal. I think I deserve a bed. I think I deserve a bed and some hot sex. I’m tired of excuses. Corpses, inflatable bras. It’s always something. It’s ridiculous. I’m ready.”
    â€œFor what?”
    â€œI’m ready to ask out a man. I’m ready to ask out a man of my own choosing. And I’m ready to proposition him. I’m ready, I say.”
    She belched and began to fade into a deep, alcoholic sleep as Suz whistled low and said, “Execution time. This will all be arranged.”
    â€œJust like you said. I wore it . . . and he came . Get it?” The last thing Hayley heard was her own slurred laughter ringing in her ears.

Chapter Six
    â€œL et me get this straight. I only just scanned my e-mail. . . . So you went to ask for a raise and instead you lost your job?” Diane asked. When Hayley nodded, Diane’s eyes narrowed. “Man, I disappear for two measly days for some hard-core studying and it’s like Armageddon.”
    â€œYeah, it’s kind of embarrassing. And just to clarify, I didn’t merely lose my job. . . .” Hayley paused dramatically, then hissed, “I got basura ed.”
    â€œThere was no way you could possibly have failed.” Audra shook her