Chapter 179

As Fred slid open the van's side door, he was yanked inside by his suit jacket and quickly enveloped by the excited chaos within. The door slammed shut behind him, sealing his fate.

Sharon skillfully merged the van into traffic, listening to the girls clamoring over each other, urging one another to strip various pieces of Fred's clothing. He stood no chance against their collective determination—they swarmed around him like bees to honey. In no time, all he had left was his tie, since no one knew how to untie it.

Amidst the commotion, Sandy asserted, "Back off, he's mine."

Fred countered, "Who says?"

"Come on, Fred, it's my turn, and I'm the oldest," Sandy insisted.

"Who made you the boss, Sandy?" Fred challenged.

"You did, Fred," came the reply.

"We're short on time, so listen up. I love all of you, and I don't want to shortchange anyone, so here'