Naïve, and Oh So Naughty
Naïve, and Oh So Naughty by Stifflittlepoints “Hi, John, it’s Carrie Ellsworth.” “Oh, hi, Carrie. Good to hear from you. How’s Jeremy doing?” “Fine, thanks. Listen, we’d love to have you over for supper. Are you free tonight?” “For a free meal, I’m always available.” “Great! See you around six, okay?” “Sure.” I had wondered what the family had gotten in to the weeks since I had seen them last. But truth to tell, my curiosity was most taken by the Ellsworth’s older daughter, Tara. She had just entered high school, and was a stunning beauty. I’d only met her briefly the last time I was invited for dinner. I arrived at the time Carrie had suggested, my typical bottle of wine in hand. Jeremy, her husband answered the door. “Hi, John,” he said, taking …