Chapter 49: SuffocationThe door to Katz’s room was unlocked. After entering, I sat on the edge of his bed, gripped his right arm, and shook him a little bit. He stirred at first, groaned, but he didn’t wake up. His naked skin smelled of s*x, which caused my stomach to turn sour. Mumbling sounds escaped his opened mouth as he began to roll away from me. I pulled him back toward me by his shoulder, used a little more force, strained fingers against his bones and muscles, but he didn’t budge.
I burned with anger for him, boiling with rage, and something wicked came over me that turned sinful. He moved on his back, which pleased me, and I—I could still see him with the pool boy, feasting on Tacoma’s skin, n*****s, thighs, and d**k, invading the pool boy with his erection again and again and a
