Best friend’s sister VII
Joe had to admit that he was nervous, he looked at himself in the mirror one more time, and he also had to admit that the black suit, white shirt and black tie made him look good. He grinned at his reflection and slipped on imaginary sunglasses, “You know what the difference is between you and me? I make this look good.” He chuckled and made sure that his hair was still styled into position, Maryse had preached and showed and scrubbed him so many times while they were on their little vacation, that he now looked like she had done the work herself. The only thing that Joe didn’t know was what Maryse was going to wear, but he thought that it must be black or white since she insisted on the black with …