Let me give you just a half glass more since we're in for the night." "Good idea," Maureen said, extending the glass. "Because I have a few questions. And some of my good friends from way back call me Mo." "Really? You don't look like a Mo at all. I can't wait to hear the questions." "Why don't we start with, how can a man of any age be attracted to a woman whose naked breasts hang down to her lap? Good God, that's a reasonable question!" "He's probably wondering how a woman of any age can overlook that flat butt or potbelly. But do you know what men are most self-conscious about? Their hair! They get all freaked out by thinning hair!" By the time Sean and Franci dropped by to pick up their sleeping daughter, Vivian and Maureen were sitting on the floor in front of the fire with steaming cups of hot chocolate, whipped cream piled high on top, laughing like a couple of high-school girls, looking guilty as hell.
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