Chapter 20

           LydiareturnedandfoundaniceapartmentintheBurbankarea.Sheseemedtocarealotmoreformethanbeforeweparted."Myhusbandhadthisbigcockandthat’sallhehad.Hehadnopersonality,novibes.Justabigcockandhethoughtthatwasallhehadtohave.ButChristhewasdull!Withyou,Ikeepgettingvibes...thiselectricfeedback,itneverstops."Wewereonthebedtogether.

           "AndIdidn’tevenknowhehadabigcockbecausehiscockwasthefirstoneIhadeverseen."Shewasexaminingmeclosely."Ithoughttheywerealllikethat."

           "Lydia..."

           "Whatisit?"

           "I’vegottotellyousomething."

           "Whatisit?"

           "I’vegottogoseeDeeDee."

           "GoseeDeeDee?"

           "Don’tbefunny.There’sareason."

           "Yousaiditwasallover."

           "Itis.Ijustdon’twanttoletherdowntoohard.Iwanttoexplaintoherwhathappened.Peoplearetoocoldwitheachother.Idon’twantherback,Ijustwanttotrytoexplainwhathappened,soshe’llunderstand."

           "Youwanttofuckher."

           "No,Idon’twanttofuckher.IhardlywantedtofuckherwhenIwaswithher.Ijustwanttoexplain."

           "Idon’tlikeit.Itsounds...icky...tome."

           "Letmedoit.Please.Ijustwanttoclearthingsup.I’llbebacksoon."

           "Allright.Butmakeitsoon."

           IgotintotheVolks,cutovertoFountain,wentafewmiles,thentookanorthatBronsonandcutuptowheretherentswerehigh.Iparkedoutside,gotout.Iwalkedupthelongflightofstairsandrangthebell.Biancaansweredthedoor.

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