asked Katie as she set her wineglass on the kitchen island.“You’re fine, Katie,” replied Julia. “Just keep the boys drinking. Maybe we can loosen them up and take advantage of their bodies.” They both laughed.“Wait, isn’t it supposed to be the other way around?”“We’re part of the new liberated women of America,” replied Julia. “Pretty soon we’ll dictate the terms of sexual interaction.” Their laughter drew the attention of the guys.“Hey, bro, I sniff a conspiracy brewing in the kitchen, along with something else incredible,” said Steven as he hugged Katie around the waist and smelled her neck.“Get off me, you beast!”“You don’t mean it,” he replied.“Listen up, you two, dinner first, then we will negotiate the terms of dessert,” said Julia. “Hey, Sarge, what has you engrossed over there?”“Same shit, different day. I was just watching the footage from a protest gone wild in Manhattan. Social unrest is happening all over.”“Sarge is right,”
