Chapter 7
Bath Mamma Sheba and Leader had taken Cissy's lead as a solution to beating the heat and had removed all their clothes. When Cissy finished washing, she had crossed to the cot where Sheba sat, and lay down beside her.
"s**t," Cissy said, "here we sit while all those bastards are up on the hill screwing and smoking up a storm."
"Yeah," sighed Sheba, "I could use Jakey's thick c**k in me right now. I like to go to sleep with it still in my cunt after he's come a couple of times."
"Yeah," Cissy said, dreamily, lying back on the cot and gazing up at the ceiling while massaging her t**s. "You s'pose them's something wrong with me, Leader?"
"Why?" he said, from the other cot. He, too, was on his back, smoking.
'Cause I like it all the time. I mean all the time, morning, noon,
