Mitch let out a low whistle. "Damn, Bridget, we are a lucky couple of girls."Carl looked at her funny. "I didn't think you'd notice me.""Why not?""Well, y'know," Carl pointed at himself, "guy.""I'm not sexually attracted to cars, either, but I can tell when one looks good."Everyone laughed, and Carl responded, "Point taken."It was a wonderful day, swimming, laughing, throwing a Frisbee around. Eventually, though, we'd had enough sun and we decided to head back to Carl and Bridget's condo.We stopped at a grocery store on the way and got ingredients for a pasta dish that Mitch promised to prepare for dinner. She and Bridget set to it, which gave Carl and me a chance to talk. I told him about the apartment, and that I had no intention in telling Dad or Mom about it."The real question is how do I get back without letting them know? I mean, if they step foot in the place, well, in the bedroom at least, they'd lose it.""Okay, so how about this? The weekend before you go back, come
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