“Oooooh, I see hottie hockey players,” Lolli called, doing a shimmy. She’d blinged out her jersey so it sparkled in the rink lights. “Do you think I could get one of them to throw me against the boards?” “Lolli,” my mom hissed. “Children will be present at this event. Please, rein it in.” Lolli just waved her off. “It’s good for them to see healthy sexuality.” Fallon pinned her with a stare. “I’m not sure asking one of these poor, unprepared players to throw you against the boards is healthy sexuality.” Lolli let out a huff. “Always ruining all my fun.”
