Again and again, the sight of her grunting and squealing, her ripe body bucking and churning, her lovely face twisted with erotic passion induced in h...r by the raping penis of another male-not even a human male- impinged on his memories. Blaming his own weakness for what had happened to Desirée, he then turned his self-loathing against her even as the vivid tableau of her degradation flashed before his mind's eye and made him afraid that he could never look on her again as he had. Sally was a lively conversationalist, spanning many topics effortlessly, always attentive to wherever Willy led the discussion. The other diners at their table joined the chit chat and lingered over coffee and dessert before mosying off to a bar before bed, or straight to a bed, depending on their particular connubial context. With spouses in attendance, it was a marital context. With spouses absent, it presented different likelihoods. Willy was not a heavy social drinker, and with Louisa. I boomed out into a small walled in garden.“Shhh!” Rena snapped at me. The baby in her arms erupted into terror and screams. The bottom fell out of my stomach and my knees shook. I ran ahead and sat on a stone bench across from her.“Shhh, Lawrence, shhh.” She whispered and shook him. The baby slowly returned to calmness. I was very proud of how loud the little demon belched. “How bad did you--did he take it?”I took a long drawn out breath. My hands were clammy and Rena was one of the good ones,. Thirty-eight million dollars... I had visions of shopping at only the most exclusive of boutiques. New York, London, Paris... Wherever the clothes were beautiful and damn the cost! Caught up in the moment I started doing an impromptu victory dance around the apartment while Danny turned in his seat to clap his hands and watch. Raising my arms over my head I shook my booty with a little bump-n-grind mixed in. All the while singing, We're rich!, We're rich!, We're so fucking rich!!! Turning, I.