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believing what had happened. Then she called Vanessa.
     
    “Is your brother on his way here to put his dick in my mouth?” Vanessa asked as soon as she picked up the phone.
     
    “No, he just asked me to the prom.”
     
    “Holy shit!” Vanessa screamed in joy. “Are you kidding me?”
     
    “No. I’m still in shock.” Betsy laughed. “He said he always felt bad for Darren dumping me and wants to treat me to a special night.”
     
    “That is so cool.” Vanessa sighed. She sounded jealous—which was gratifying—but she sounded happy for Betsy too. For all her arrogant faults, Vanessa really was a good friend. “Your brother is the coolest. Does he still have that hot rugby body?”
     
    “Yeah, he does.” Betsy remembered the way he filled out his suit. “He kept in shape even after he left the pro team.”
     
    “God, he could put me in the middle of a scrum with him and his buddies. I’ve always liked that take-charge kind of guy. Your brother’s not afraid to go after whatever he wants. It’s so fucking sexy. Why hasn’t anyone married him?”
     
    “He’s picky,” Betsy said. “He’s dated a few women, but always ended it before things got too serious. He says they never have what he wants, whatever that means.”
     
    “And now he’s taking you to prom. Is he going to marry you next?”
     
    The question hit Betsy like a glass of ice water thrown into her face. “Wh—What?”
     
    “He comes all this way to ask you to your school prom. He’s never been married. I remember some of the girls he dated, Betz. They were all built like you – big tits, curvy asses. I think you have what he wants, girlfriend.”
     
    “Don’t be ridiculous.” Betsy didn’t laugh. She was too shocked by the idea.
     
    But Vanessa did laugh. “You know me, I love to tease. It’s probably why James married me. Promise me you’ll give me all the details this weekend.”
     
    “I will,” Betsy said, barely paying attention. “You bet.”
     
    “Talk to you la—”
     
    Betsy had already hung up the phone. She stood motionless as Vanessa’s words raced through her mind. All of Mitch’s girlfriends were curvy girls like her. But that was just a coincidence. It couldn’t be anything else—could it?
     
    But she was suddenly intrigued by the possibility that it might.
     

     
    The limousine was so sleek it seemed like a UFO when it silently pulled up outside her house. Mitch emerged in an Armani tuxedo, holding a single red rose. She felt a bit conspicuous in her vintage clothing store dress, but that feeling vanished when she saw Mitch’s wide-eyed expression as she walked down the front steps. The chauffeur opened the door for her and Mitch slid in behind her, grinning like a little boy.
     
    “What’s so funny?” Betsy asked. “Did I miss something?”
     
    “No, baby. I just can’t believe how dynamite you look. You’re a knock-out.”
     
    Betsy laughed, again feeling self-conscious. “It’s just the dress.” She looked down at her breasts. “It shows off the girls.”
     
    “The world is glad for it,” Mitch said, still grinning. “I won’t be surprised if the chef at Osaka’s accidentally chops off a finger because he couldn’t look away from you.”
     
    “Should I put on a scarf?” Betsy shifted in her seat.
     
    “Don’t you dare,” Mitch said, sounding much like the Headmaster he was.
     
    The Osaka chef didn’t cut off his finger, but he did make them an amazing meal of his personal selections. Betsy couldn’t remember the last time she had such a good meal. Osaka Sushi was an upscale restaurant atop one of the highest buildings in town. She and Mitch had an excellent view of the sunset as they dined.
     
    Mitch had been a perfect gentleman all night, even standing whenever she left or approached the table. They finished the meal by feeding each other mochi before walking arm-in-arm out of the restaurant.
     
    Betsy couldn’t help noticing many of the women, and