CHAPTER NINE
Valerie was heaving the low blues, one of those times when one suffers a great disappointment. Yet she didn't know just what was bugging her. Or she knew the action but she didn't know the cause.
"Let's be different," Earl said to her last night. "Let's go to bed to sleep only and not for a piece of tail. O.K.?"
That wasn't Earl at all. He went for the lust pleasures of the flesh to satisfy his sin libido, and he usually went for his s*x in a big way, with any girls whenever he could get it.
"You haven't touched me all day long," she had reminded him. "You think I'm a block of wood or some cube of ice?"
"I was busy."
"Sure, with that May."
"We had things to talk about."
"Or things to do?"
"Pull your mind out of the sewer."
"It isn't in the sewer. I've seen the way yo
