Good Girls Dont
This was Sarah's first date with Paul. She had been giggling nervously the whole time she'd been getting ready, applying her mother's lipstick, slight rouge to her cheek. Mom had been smiling, Dad had joked about making sure he had his revolver cleaned and ready when "the boy" arrived. Ha, ha. She wore a puffy crinoline under her pink skirt, and it made her feel special. Like a present. He took her to the diner, first. He was wearing his letter jacket, with the school colors hanging...