A few years later, postcoitus, the same girl asked me, "Remember that time in high school when you got my shirt off? Why didn't you fuck me?"
Page 21.
PS: Obviously, I have no way of knowing whether or not the girl in question resembled Katharine Ross or Diana Rigg. But it took place around the time that they were both big, so...
PPS: Later in the book, Davis does mention attending a play in London in which Rigg appeared naked. The lucky bastard.
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