The scream that ripped out of her was worse than any sound I’d ever heard and I savored it in sadistic glee. She thrashed on the ground, pissing her...elf and possibly shitting herself at the same time.“That’s what we do to people that sell little girls in Boston, Bitch!” I said to her and then I spat on her. “Welcome home.” I was aware my voice didn’t sound right and coughed a little, my throat starting to hurt a fair bit now that I was done having fun.“Are you okay?” one of the cops asked.. Larry clenched his jaw. He saw how Dave started to slide his handbetween the openings of Jaimie's shirt onto her back. He started to goover and pound the guy for getting fresh with his girl. Jaimie howeverstopped the hand before it got too far. They were talking.Larry had forgotten how beautiful Jaimie was especially under herclothes. She hadn't changed at all. His X-ray vision had confirmedthat. She took his breath away and she brought back memories. Some ofthem were painful. Some were. I turn away and go to my wife to watch her fucked by her new lover.In the bedroom Hester is undressing, Barrington watching from the comfort of an Ikea chair. "Slowly," he tells her as her dress falls to the floor. His voice is thick with what I imagine the satisfaction of conquest. "Your wife is extraordinarily lovely, dear boy," he says, turning and throwing me a glance as I move further into the bedroom, my eyes now fixed solely on Hester's striptease. "If there are issues, I can always make. My memories are so fond. I want to say that Beth and I talk several times a year, still, on the phone. She has moved on, and so have I.We had been together on the Internet for three or four months. She was very becoming; I was hopeful. She was 38, I was 48. She was divorced for two years and I for five. She wass from North Carolina, me from Colorado. We had chanced upon one another in Excite.com, in a chat room-it was my first foray into the Internet, in 1996. We visited before a hurricane a.
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