Kathy fumbled with the pack, extracted a cigarette, and placed it between Sheila’s lips. She noticed that more of the guests had turned in their direction. She flicked the lighter and held it to Sheila’s cigarette. Again, Sheila took a single drag, blew the smoke in a long stream, then ground the cigarette out.
Enjoying the attention, Sheila grinned. She turned to Kathy once more, “Did your husband ever lick your asshole, Mrs. Ryan?” The question caught Kathy unaware. Beside her, Ruben laughed out loud.
Kathy hung her head and whispered, “My God, no…how could you…”
Sheila cut her off, “I plan to let it be known he used to beg to lick mine.”
The rage boiled up in Kathy. She wanted to put her hands around Sheila’s scrawny neck and squeeze until the skinny b***h was dead. Ruben sensed t
