Judith slammed her glass down and was about to rail at her children. But she got a grip on herself and turned away.
"I guess there's trouble between her and Dad," she heard Tommy say to his sister as they left the living room.
Now that Judith was drunk, she could think about Danny and his marvelous, woman-pleasing prick. How big and long and superstiff it was! And the way he had taken her from in back had thrilled her more than her husband's tepid face-to-face lovemaking. Yet whenever Harry had wanted to do it "the doggy way", she had refused. Certainly! Because it was indecent. She would have refused Danny, also, except he hadn't given her a chance.
A black man?
Judith shuddered at the thought and took another gulp of booze.
She wasn't much of a drinker usually. She had a couple at t
