We ring the doorbell and Christina answers wearing a white t-shirt, stretched tightly across her chest and hanging down just below her crotch.
"Hi, Nick." Christina says, standing in the doorway. "Your dad's not here."
"I know." I say. "I didn't come to see him."
"Really?" She smiles, opening the door. "I'm surprised! The way you took off yesterday, I never thought I'd see you again. You must have liked it, huh?" She asks, noticing Maggie for the first time. "Who's this? It's not your mom, is it?" She asks, obviously appalled at the idea.
"No." I answer. "This is Maggie." I say, introducing them.
"Come on in." She says, looking Maggie over suspiciously. "Wow! Who did your t**s?" She asks, checking out Maggie's braless t**s as they jiggle inside her halter-top.
"God." Maggie answers,
