“No, wait! So I told him okay, but only if he wouldn’t be so rough and grabby, you know?”
“Right…” Jane replied slowly, wondering where this was going. Desi sex When she heard Jane’s voice saying “Hello,” she simply said, “It’s Chrissy.”
There was a puzzled silence, then: “Oh—are you looking for Jane?”
It was Jane’s mother—and Chrissy had been ready to blurt out a question about Father Brian! Thank goodness she’d waited! “I’m sorry. Yes, is Jane there?”
There was a soft chuckle at the other end of the line. “Yes. I had no idea we were beginning to sound so much alike. Let me get her for you.” Then, farther away: “Jane! Telephone…it’s your friend Chrissy.”
Then Jane’s voice on the line, saying, “Got it, thanks Mom,” and a click as her mother hung up
