Dancing With Shadows

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‘I said it’s gonna be …’

‘No, before that.’

She looked blank. ‘I think I said you were cute.’

Jay looked incredulous. ‘I am?’

‘Sure, honey. If you could see some of the mothers I’ve got to go down on. Jesus! Yeah, you’re very cute, great ass.’ She patted his butt. ‘Very tight, like a young boy. And what a big boy.’ She pointed to his flaccid penis. ‘Take a word of advice from a gal who knows. Don’t let any fancy lady friends tell you that big ain’t important. For me in this line of business, well it don’t make no difference … but I’m telling you, boy, big is beautiful.’

Her lips were dark with lipstick, and there were black smudgy lines around the bright hazel beads spattered with brown flecks which were her eyes. Jay liked her. He liked her small pot belly, and plump buttocks – dimpled and spongy to the touch. Her pubic hair was cut very short and shaved into a neat mound exactly like the adolescent sprouting he’d seen when Jenny Crawford had pulled her knickers down for him in Bakers Creek when they were both twelve. Jay’s lips moved to Cheri’s right nipple. It was very pale and very pink, like that of a pubescent girl, not a thirty-four-year-old woman. He didn’t care how old she was, she was warm and soft and pliant. She was feminine, she was bliss. He began sucking the nipple, rolling it around his tongue, feeling it harden against his upper gum.

‘An allnighter is –’

Without looking up, Jay placed a finger on her open mouth. ‘I’ve got the money, baby.’