CHAPTER TEN
Dalliance
"So how'd the dragon b***h take it?" Delinda Humphrey asked Nora as they strolled past the two-story storefronts on Berkeley's Telegraph Avenue.
"Miss Rita Henshaw had the widest eyes in all of Christendom as Mona's parents, Lucretia Sue, and I waltzed into that living room." The Sigma pledge studied the jewelry displayed at the curb by a sidewalk artist. Grimly sardonic African sandcast faces had been strung with oblong and round beads into striking necklaces.
"Lucretia Sue told us the quainter details. It sounded like an international S&M convention." Delinda lingered by a table to finger a hand-sewn leather purse with brass and wood decorations.
"Sally Forbes has this way of just tuning out the world," Nora related, "but she came awake quick enough. Mona's cou
