Kathy looked toward the couch. Ira poked his sister in the ribs, “This is the woman Doctor Gruber said is refined and has good taste. Good taste,” he repeated. They both laughed and were joined by Abul.
Kathy could feel her face burning as she turned to look up at Doctor Gruber. He stared at her until she had to look away. “Stunning, Mrs. Ryan! You look absolutely stunning!” She noticed his eyes move from her lips to her stiff n*****s. His long, pale fingers were clasped at his waist. “Do you really desire those little mechanical brushes so much that you will....”
“Yes,” she cut him off, “I do.”
Abul seemed satisfied. He removed the brushes from his pocket and carefully positioned them in the cap, which he handed to Kathy. She pulled up her gown and, spreading her knees, placed the cap
