ask for it by name We all see it. And you stopped picking on the slope and that Holston bitch.’ Alexandra knew what she was referring to. Ever since she glimpsed the collar on Yolanda’s throat, and the joyous way she sort of bounced through her day, it had made her pensive, and her thoughts wandered into that forbidden topic: the feel of a man. ‘I have to get good marks on this final, Peaches,’ Alexandra said. ‘If I don’t, I won’t be on the squad anymore. I figured I would get good marks by STUDYING a little so.Read More