"She's...kind of exotic looking, but not too much so." Claire began, picturing the girl in her mind. "She's kind of short, long dark, dark brown hair. Tannish skin, these full lips, these piercing dark green blue eyes..." Claire licked her lips thinking about the girl.
"That's crap." Claire chuckled and rolled her eyes. Unlike her friend, Claire hardly ever believed gossip. At least, she hoped it was complete crap. Not that it would have stopped her, only delayed her a bit.
Claire actually had a tinge of barely noticeable pink on her cheeks. "Oh, shut it." she said, pushing Claire lightly. "I take back what I said about you and Hannah."
"No, only parts, but I can tell from the parts I read. Vector has to have a call girl." Claire concluded. "And she so likes girls."
Chuckling, Claire nudged Megan playfully. "Forty's not that old. And she doesn't even look that. She's probably younger. Besides, you know women are in their sexual peak at that age, right?" she winked.
"I think she's take one look at your sexy body and want to ravish you." Claire growled playfully into Megan's ear.