This did not make Simon feel any less awkward. He was uncomfortably conscious of Kathy's bare arms, her full lips, and above all the inviting plunge of her cleavage in her summery, revealing dress. Kathy was leaning forward and giving him an affectionate smile. Was it his imagination, or was there a hint of mischief playing in her bright blue eyes?
"So," she said -- and there was a note of significance in her tone. "How is life in college, Simon?"
Grateful that the conversation was seemingly moving into safer territory, Simon started talking about his classes. But he had only got a few sentences out when Kathy, smiling indulgently, interrupted him.
"Oh but that's not what I mean," she said. "I want to know about life in college, and that doesn't mean classes, Simon. Now then," and she g
