“Are you asking . . .” She pauses and glances over her shoulder and then whispers, “To form an alliance?” I slowly nod my head. “A bosom buddy alliance.” I point at our chests. “We all have boobs. This is information only for those who have boobs.” Winnie rubs her hands together. “I’ve always wanted to form an alliance. This feels right. Should we touch nipples to seal the deal?” “Or we can shake on it,” Blakely says. “I mean sure, not as fun, but sure.”
