And mortal terror in a female was Z's favorite turn-on. He got off on it like most males favored crap from Victoria's Secret.

People twenty-five and up just sat around waiting to die. That was what I'd thought.So while I was waiting to die, I looked at bras. The last thing on my mind was comfort. It seemed to be the last thing on Victoria's Secret's mind, too.

Victoria's got her secrets. Hey, so do I!