She hadconvinced Everett that she couldn't give him oral sex, because blowjobs werewhat whores gave, and Julie was a lady. (It was hard not to laugh t...lling himthis, as she'd blown Fernando and his friends Carlos and Zeke the night before. "ButI do like it when you lick me down there." she'd said to Everett demurely. "Ican't make love to you, Everett, unless I'm very excited, and had at leasttwo orgasms." When Everett couldn't give her the second orgasm, he dressed and bowedand went home some. She wasn't proud of her titties but I thought they were perfect. She was about forty years old I guess but her tits were still perky and oh, so soft and tasty looking. One morning her husband had been gone on a railroad run for several days and I was lucky enough to peek into her room just as she rose for the day. No bra. White cotton panties. As I watched she took them off. Of course they were moist from the sweat of the desert night. I could almost smell the aroma from her pussy. She had one. Before he could go on to add the fact that he'd just seen Harris leaving the Hudgins' apartment, Hal broke in."Gene? Er, I barely know, him," he said, pausing a moment as if he were trying to remember the person. "To be truthful, that was the first time I'd ever seen him, Friday night. Seemed like a nice enough sort, but I didn't get a chance to talk much with him. I was... er, occupied elsewhere, you understand."Max sat back and looked curiously at Hal, unable to reconcile the statement with. She fell limply back on the rocker, reached for the half full glass of bourbon, and drained it straight down. Droplets ran loosely down the edge of her mouth. The burning sensation helped dull her senses a little, and she immediately poured herself another, trying to smother the knowledge that in a couple of hours she would have to return to that horror-house in the hills, for Tim's sake if nothing else.She couldn't bear for him to know the depths to which she had wallowed by seeing those.