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them up and down.
    “Hey, lookie here,” he said, “they bounce.”
    I had no idea what was expected of me. There was nothing in my imagination that could equal what was actually happening to me. I had a sudden vision of the barmaid at the Vegas Inn, the one with three men at the same time, and tears started to roll down my cheeks.
    The man who had first greeted Chuck at the door now took him off to one side.
    “What is it with this one?” he said.
    “What do you mean?”
    “I mean, what’s going on here?” he said. “You always come up with these wild freaks and now this one doesn’t even want to do it.”
    “Don’t worry about Linda.” Chuck raised his voice. “Linda will be all right.”
    The man who had been touching my breasts now took my elbow and led me over to the nearest bed. I opened my eyes and I saw Chuck staring at me, his face full of hatred. The man who had led me over got on top of me and entered me with no preliminaries whatsoever. The second man who was naked came over and put his thing in my mouth, just like that, no words, no explanations. He was stiff and he guided himself into and out of my mouth. By now, a third man had taken off his shorts and was coming over to the bed. He reached down, took my hand, and put it on his thing.
    “Jerk me off, dear,” he said.
    “Don’t listen to him,” another voice said. “Let him jerk himself off. You just go on sucking.”
    “Okay,” a third voice said, “let’s switch now.”
    They were playing musical chairs with parts of my body. I had the feeling that this was no more exciting for them than it was for me; they were robots with a robot. They would busy themselves for a while at one spot, then change positions. One of the other men was still talking to Chuck, still complaining that my attitude was not all that it might have been.
    The fifth man—he was about thirty-five with blond hair parted on the side—was not taking part. He stood near the other bed and most of the remarks were sent in his direction.
    “Hey, what’s the matter with Jim?” one of them said. “Jim can’t get it up.”
    “Oh, I don’t think Jim wants anything this crude,” another voice said. “I think we’re going to have to leave Jim alone with this broad.”
    “Yeah, old Jim’s in love.”
    The three of them were having a fine old time goofing on Jim. Jim remained quiet and his eyes seemed sad. For a while, I almost liked him, but then he joined the party, as did the fifth man. Chuck went over to the window beside the front door and remained there, looking out, standing guard.
    “Let’s make a sandwich,” one of the men said.
    My first thought was that we were going to stop and get something to eat. By this time I had lost all appetite. But that’s not what they had in mind. The man who had been calling for the sandwich lay on his back and the others put me on top of him. Then I felt another man climbing on my backside. I understood then that they were talking about a human sandwich. I had never experienced anal sex before and it really ripped me up. I began to whimper.
    “Oh, lookie here,” one of the men said. “We must have a new baby here.”
    The only one who seemed to realize that I wasn’t doing this by choice, that this was just something happening to me, was the man who had been talking to Chuck. But it didn’t matter to him. He was the top half of the sandwich.
    The three animals who had come on first cared about nothing but getting their jollies. I can no longer remember their faces. They never talked to me directly. They talked to each other over and around me, as though I was a piece of meat.
    Most of the time my eyes were tightly closed. They didn’t mind. They were so into getting their rocks off that they wouldn’t have cared if I was an inflatable plastic doll, a puppet. They picked me up and moved me here and there; they spread my legs this way and that; they shoved their things at me and into me.
    Three of the animals were