"Uh... yes, Aunt Martha, everything went swimmingly. By the way, why didn't Harold come with you? I hoped he and I could find some chicks tonight."
A glimmer appeared in Martha's eyes as she answered in her deep Southern drawl, "He's doing just fine, Sugah. I asked if he wanted to come along, but he had fallen behind on his lessons and wanted to spend this morning catching up. Besides I really doubt if he's all that interested in looking for girls."
"Harold is the biggest ladies man I've ever known. How can he not be interested in trolling for girls?" His aunt smiled but didn't elaborate further, so Judd asked, "What lessons?"
"Some domestic responsibility he's undertaken. He's changed considerably since you last saw him. You'll see when we get home."
Upon arriving at Martha's large mansion, a pretty teenage girl wearing a white nylon blouse and a mid-thigh length pink pleated skirt greeted him. With a deep curtsy, a bright blush, and in a slightly husky voice, she said, "Welcome to Atlanta, Judd."
Judd was confused for an instant, but suddenly he recognized his cousin. "What the hell, Harold?" he gasped in disbelief as he scanned his once macho cousin. "Why are you wearing a dress?"
Harold cast a sideways glance at a woman sgtanding beside him before answering. When she nodded approbal, he stammered. "I'm being home schooled and this is my uniform."