CHAPTER ELEVEN
Carol had hoped that after supplying Wayne with a hot screw that he would leave her alone.
"O.K., could you please drive me home now, Wayne?" she said as she lay there in the middle of the bed.
"Don't rush me, honey."
"But didn't you say you liked that screw?"
"I absolutely loved it."
"Then aren't you going to drive me home?"
"Hell no. I think we ought to have some more action."
"It's getting late."
"What do I care about that?"
"But I would like to get a good night's sleep."
"Hell, then why don't you just sleep over here with me?"
"No, I don't need to do that."
"Then shut up. I want to have a little more action. Just calm down, baby, and take things nice and easy. The way I'm going to take them."
Now he was letting that tongue of his move down there between her
