From the author: The Terrible Truth of Chi Theta
Climbing in with my seat scooted forward, the rear view completely blocked by plaid, I tried to adjust my mirrors and steering wheel so I wasn't blind and steering with my boobs. "We can't pull up to a party looking like a clown car."
She turned big, gelatinous eyes on me. "I was hoping we'd stop at your place? I'd only need to stay with you a short time?"
Yeah. We drove up to the party looking like a clown car.
"Your office isn't far from here." I pulled into the parking lot we'd had to...