Valerie
Sometime in the 80's, the band self-destructed and I moved back home with my parents. It turned out that during my time away, Valerie, the little girl next door who I used to babysit, had grown up. Very nicely, in fact. It was summer, and she used to spend every afternoon on their deck, tanning. My bedroom was in the back corner of our house, basically overlooking their deck. It seemed like she had a new bikini every week. One time, she was adjusting the straps, trying to figure out how to do the thing where you untie it but set the strings so that they don't leave tan marks, and she realized that she'd introduced a half-twist somewhere in there and there was no way. In frustration, she just took it off, straightened everything out, and lay it upon her. Summertime, middle of the day on a weekday, nobody's home, right?
Valerie