‘Come on, babe,’ he said, trying to goad me
into it. She fed Sultan and made herself another drink, her
third … Indian sex Goddamn, what had gotten him off onto this tangent? that if I cooperated, you wouldn’t …!”
“Shit, you don’t call this cooperating for Christ’s sake, do you?” he
snarled. finger-
fuck me hard, darling!” the older girl begged, her voluptuous body
jerking convulsively as it began a lurid rhythmic undulation up against
Carol’s enveloping mouth and salaciously plunging fingers. He still held the tape-
recorder Ed White had bitterly thrust into his hands, and after, an
officer came up to him to let him know it was all over. For a while, Carol strolled along the cinder paths, waiting while
Sultan sniffed and examined certain poles, bushes, and trees, until
finally they found an empty bench in the shade and she sat down.
