The other night Lo had another date with Heather. She and Heather went for dinner to an intimate little restaurant that seats no more than ten small tables. Lo had decked herself out in all her finery, primped her hair, put on some sparkling jewelry to attract Heather’s attention to her earlobes and neck, especially the plunging neck-line of her blouse and the voluptuous breasts that were pushed up by her one-size-too-small lace bra. She wore a short black…