Drawing on the Dark Side of the BrainChapter 8 What Do We Do Now
“I think I’ll become a stripper,” Kelly said. She held up a flier she’d picked up when we were all wandering around on Sunday. I was just thankful the place was closed until evening. We’d all returned to Granddad’s basement family room except Derek and Dee. They had to go face the parents. It took Kelly about fifteen seconds before she was naked again. “Um ... Kelly? Don’t you have to wear clothes to become a stripper?” Charmaine asked. “Huh?” “Isn’t the idea of stripping tantalizing your...