She waited outside the store's only dressing room for only a few minutes, still clutching several sinfully expensive bikinis. It seemed the size of the bikini and the price on the label were somehow inversely related. Sue's efforts not to feel like a bitch to Beth and her son did not include letting Dave off without proper punishment. Knowing that while he was snorkeling with his ex, she had been sunning in a tiny bikini more daring that he would have approved of, and one that cost almost $300 at that, would certainly be a nice retort to his earlier miscue. Seeing the American Express bill next month would mean...