Chapter 51 Naked To The Waist

• She shook her head and laughed softly. There was no way in hell a woman who looked like that, who had to have any army of studs after her, would even think about Bill's pasty, flabby body. Even if Bill was as big a man as Lew had said in that office, Myra wouldn't have any interest in Bill. She couldn't. It was ridiculous.
• "Thanks, Cheryl. I won't tell Bill where I got this information. I'll tell him the kids told me. Bye."
• As she drove toward Avondale with the address punched into her Garmin GPS, she couldn't help laughing. That bitch probably wouldn't look at any man with less than 10 inches. And poor Bill probably couldn't even lift one of those udders. The bitch was a cow. Sure, she was pretty, kind of, but what man would be interested in teats that ought to be hanging under a Jersey. It was ridiculous.