" Audie collapsed on me."Did you come?" Rachel asked me."No. But I'm close." Audie, dear, roll off Pat."She did, and Rachel mounted me. Half a dozen s...rokes and I was done.I dozed off. I woke with a dark head on each shoulder. Rachel was holding my penis and one of Audie's arms was across both of us. The air smelled of sex and it was raining (again) outside. I had to pee and I was hungry. I tried to see the time, but Audie was in the way. I tried to move my arms and woke both of them."More?". ) had done severalcollege papers on the Nixon administration, a time in American historythat she was fascinated with. And although their political beliefs hadbeen so contrary to her own that she felt guilty about it, thoseWatergate conspirators were exactly the sort of lawless bad boys whoappealed to her. So she did know this quote.And yet when Gerald had cited it she'd pretended that she didn't. Itseemed less than feminine somehow to have so many facts on hand; andshe enjoyed just lying back. Only once did I feel confounded. I was in the powder room at a veryexpensive and private club, fixing my makeup, when the Swedish "blondebombshell" actress Ingrid Eriksson ? who was in Rome to star in anotherFellini film ? walked in and introduced herself. ?I just wanted to tellyou that we both share the same secret,' she said, ?I also am capable ofpeeing standing up.' I stood there horrified; how had she found out? Sheseemed to read my mind. ?You didn't give yourself away, Angelica, youare. Her fresh appreciation of the flesh this morning came from being fucked in a most satisfying and thorough manner. She had experienced sex as twenty-two different species including one that laid its eggs in the corona of a dying star. But she'd never experienced a rapture of the flesh like she had with Mohammed Wang the night before. He would make a most magnificent father for the human-Celesti hybrid that must certainly be already gestating in her womb, eager to accept its mantle as the messiah.