Chapter Sixty-three
Cat pushed her plate away and washed down the last of her apple pie with beer. “You horny?”
Tyson, sitting beside her, glanced around, her eyes wide. “How do you know these things?”
“Your d**k isn’t the biggest I’ve seen,”Cat pointed beneath the table, “but it’s the most active. He’s twitching.”
“You can see that? Through my overalls?”
Cat laughed then and reached down to give Tyson a playful squeeze. “You wanna go back to my compartment? I can help you with this.”
Tyson pushed up into Cat’s hand. “I want something a little more kinky than a hand-job.”
Cat looked hurt. “I can be kinky...”
“I know. I still remember the time you sneaked me into the girl’s change-room at the gym and blew me while I was watching all those wet bodies soaping it up in the communal sho
