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Too Many Blond Secretaries – Page 2

They all hopped into the car and hurried into town. Noah and David went downstairs so Noah could do some laundry. Helping Noah load the washer, David picked up Jocelyn’s swimsuit. “What’s this?” David asked.

Noah turned “beat” red. Grabbing it, he said, “Give me that.” He threw it into the washer. David just laughed. They finished the loading and went upstairs. Sitting on the couch, Noah said, “You know David.”

“What’s that?” David replied.

“I think that Adam’s a lucky guy.”

“How do you figure that? You’ve got four girls with you right now!”

“He’s got a girlfriend who’s not a feminist!” They both chuckled. “But seriously, Tracy’s a great girl, and Tricia a great friend. No matter what he thinks, I don’t think that Tracy would have killed him.”

“I don’t know. That brainwashing is pretty strong stuff.”

“I guess you may be right. I wonder what’s on TV.” Turning it on, he watched until lunch. Karin phoned and said that they’d be back in a few more hours. She instructed them to make their own lunch. Struggling through that, they decided to see my computer and what I was doing. “Ah! His story… The Mystery of the Purloined Palette!”

“He’s been writing it for a long time.”

“What!?! He’s got me saying something I’d never say. That I like volleyball! Whoa, we’ve gotta fix that!” Sitting down at the keyboard, he proceeded to edit the text and make his dialog in the story more like what he actually said or wished he had said. David just looked on with interest, reading what I had written so far.

A couple of hours later, the girls came back to the house. “I think that they’re back,” David told Noah who was still editing.

“Hmm? Oh!” He saved the file and turned off the computer. Getting up, they proceeded to the living room. “Did you get everything you wanted?” They nodded and started to show some of the things they had bought. “Wait a second! Ladies, please!” He started, as he was inundated with all of the things they showed him. “Why don’t you go upstairs and put them in your rooms?”

“Hey! Good idea!” Jessica said. They all ran upstairs to the rooms in which they were staying.

Walking into my room, which Jocelyn had claimed, she shouted down to Noah, “What do I do with all these ‘guy’ clothes in here?”

“Just put them in the hall closet.” Noah responded.

Picking up a picture from the dresser, Jocelyn brought it downstairs. “Who are these two?”

“Well, that’s my cousin, Adam, and his girlfriend, Tracy. I guess you must have got his room.”

“Yea. I was wondering whose clothes they were.”