" "But, Maynard-" Dobie looked up, away from the friend in his arms. There was something, something about... "Man, like, do I look happy." "Maynard?!"...Dobie cried, looking up over his shoulder... at the girl in black. "Hi, Dobe." "Maynard!?!" Dobie cried, rising up in startled recognition (and dropping Maynard's head back onto the ground). "You, like, said that before." Then she put her little finger into her long hair, where her ear should be, "But not that loud." "You Are Maynard!?!" "Sure,. You love to be a little cock slut, now you are going to put out for me like the little whore you pretended to be on the internet. I'm going to fuck you, use you, then we will see if I’m done with you.” "I’m sorry, but that’s not what I want anymore,” Kara said as she struggled to pull away. "I performed oral sex on you. I don’t even swallow my husband. Can’t that be enough?" He looked at Kara with a small grin on his face and after several seconds released her from his grip. He then told her. Max would not be put off by such charges. He insisted that seeing Harris had been purely inadvertent, and that they had not intended to spy at all.Hal persisted in trying to deny the fact, but then switched to claiming that Harris had just dropped by to thank them for a fine time at the party. Max would have none of this, and insisted angrily that the man was an industrial spy, probably working in collusion with Hal."All right, if you want to know the truth," Hal began, spreading his hands. And all because she doesn't want me to see her if she's sitting on the can! Goddamn it! He was more than slightly miffed at his predicament, but, what the hell, he couldn't turn back now. He hesitated again and thought, what the fuck, I won't make any noise. Hell, I won't even flush. Might even be able to get in and out without her seeing or hearing me.He put his hear to the door and listened. The shower was still running and he was sure she'd be inside the bathtub. He quietly picked the lock.