Arthur's eyes roamed over her naked body appreciatively, and he cupped a tit in his palm and brushed his hand over her blonde pubes. Kathy leaned against him and gave herself openly to his caress and pointedly ignored Tom.
"I'm not busy," Arthur said, grinning down on her.
"Then get out of those clothes and f**k me. Give me one of those long, satisfying, grinding screws, Arthur. I just got a short shot before coming here, and I need a prick that'll make me blow my ivad and my mind both." She cupped his crotch and shook it gently. "And you're just the man who can do it."
They went off. Tom looked after them with a sour expression and moved his mouth as if he wanted to spit.
"Hey, now," Liz said softly, coming up to him, putting her arm around his waist. "What's this I see all over your
