Chapter 91

• We cleaned everything up, Sarah helping as any good guest would. I asked if anyone wanted something more to drink and we decided on Scotch on the rocks to temper the remaining heat of the food. I poured everyone a double shot and we went out by the pool, turned on the hot tub and climbed in. Sarah shrugged off her robe and got in like everyone else, naked.
• "You also seem to be getting more comfortable with your nudity," I pointed out. "It doesn't seem to be bothering you anymore than your use of sex slaves."
• "When in Rome," she shrugged. "I like it, but you Californians always seemed more relaxed about your clothing than Georgians and Illini."