.... ENJOY!...... ENJOY!....."When it was all over, I was speechless. As she came, she dug her nails into his back, tearing into his skin, "ENJOY!!!!"...he yelled as she exclaimed, convulsed and let out a very loud, "PHWAAAOURRR! MPF! AMMPF!" I'd never heard a woman make such noises, I can barley describe it.Monique had experienced such intense pleasure that she was in a trance, still moaning and groaning in bed moments after, it was as if she had been hypnotized. Antonio towered over me, "See,. I am notjust saying it because Dox Industries is paying me a lot of money to sayit, which they are." How many middle age women would be without their tramp stamps if gettingrid of tattoo were as easy as taking a pill?" went on the prepubescentbodied spokeswoman. "When I see a 55 year old climb out of the hot tubwith a rose and thorns etched above her sagging ass I think, 'She musthave been hot, long long ago'."The Save Me From My Chicken Shit Self pill relieves the customer of theirown lack of. "Laura Cole," she said, not looking around as she applied her eye-liner,"glad to finally have you here to tidy up for us, squirt."Her make-up done, she nodded in approval at her reflection and stood up."All done," she said, taking a last drag on her cigarette before stubbingit out. "Time for breakfast, babe."She headed for the door, giving Shondra's ass a squeeze, and the pairleft the room hand-in-hand, giggling as they made their way to thestairs. Lucy watched them go, listening tothe tapping. * * * It is dark outside. The boy is sleeping. Michael is sprawled in his favourite green armchair in the lounge, the lamp beside him turned down low. His long fingers, slender, elegant, lightly hold a book, occasionally turning the pages with effortless grace. Artist’s fingers, she thinks. He is an artist. But he doesn’t paint anymore. The dim light bathes the pages of the book in yellow light. His face is shadowed, hidden in the darkness. A bottle of red wine sits beside him, opened, half.