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His fingers were making me wet.
    “‘You like what I’m doing?’ he wanted to know.
    “Yes, honey, I answered, I like it. He kept...touching me there as we drove. He knows just how to do it. He almost made me have an orgasm.
    “By the time we got to his apartment, I was very wet. He opened his door and left me sitting in the car. I got out and quickly followed him. It had started to snow again. My legs and feet were so cold. His car has no heater. I went into the apartment behind him. When I closed the door he told me to lock it. His apartment was even filthier than when you and I went there together.” She paused to explain, “He said I was to tell you exactly what everything looked like and not lie about anything.
    “There were dirty dishes on the table, empty beer cans and glasses, newspapers, a broken lamp. Maybe you remember, both the couch and chair are soiled and ripped. All the blinds had been pulled down.” She looked at the recorder. There was still a lot of unused tape left. She closed her eyes for a moment and shook her head.
    “When we got inside, he pointed for me to stand in the middle of the living room. He sat on the arm of the couch and told me to take off my coat and let it drop on the floor. I did. Then he said, ‘Show me your bare breasts’. No, that’s not right,” she corrected herself. “He said, ‘show me your bare tits’. I pushed my dress down off my shoulders. My nipples were hard. ‘Put your hands under your tits”, he said, ‘and hold them out like you were offering them to me’.
    “I did like he said. He had me stand there like that for a long time. Finally, he motioned for me to cross to him. He stood up and put his hand down between his legs. ‘Take it out’, he said. I began to unzip his pants. ‘Kneel’, he said. I was so ashamed and scared.
    “I got on my knees in front of him and slowly pulled down his zipper. I started to reach inside, but he stopped me. ‘Not yet, baby, not yet’, he said. He’s a big man, Billy. His belly hung over his belt. I had to lean back to look up at him. ‘Now’, he said, ‘I want you to tell old Frankie what you’re hungry for, and say it nice, you know. And don’t give me that penis shit’.
    “I had to think what he wanted me to say. I have trouble saying those words, Billy. It...it...” She turned away from me, letting the tape run while she tried to compose herself. She sat back again and staring straight ahead, she continued. “Like I told you, I was on my knees looking up at him and I said, ‘I want your...your cock’.”
    “‘You can do better’, he said.
    “‘Please, honey, please let me have your cock’, I said.
    “‘What you going to do with it?’ he asked.
    ‘‘‘What you want’, I said, ‘whatever you want’.
    ‘‘‘Unbuckle me’, he said. “I reached up under where his belly hung down over his pants and unbuckled his leather belt. I then tugged his pants down. He doesn’t wear anything under his pants. I was shocked, Billy. He’s very white. I mean his skin is smooth and white. You can see the blue veins. And he has no hair, no body hair, no hair between his legs or on his chest or belly.”
    She paused for a moment, then continued quietly in the same flat monotone. “His...cock, Billy, it’s big...big and smooth white. It’s maybe twice as long and thick as yours, Billy.” She glanced quickly at me. I looked at the tape and nodded. “He spread his legs and reached down and lifted his...his cock.
    “‘You can start on these’, he said. His testicles...I mean his...his balls were big and heavy and, like the rest of him, white and smooth. ‘I want nice kisses’, he said, ‘kisses that I can hear’.
    I knelt there for a long time kissing his...balls, kissing and...and licking them with my tongue. He calls it ‘tonguing’. I was kissing and tonguing his balls because he had it in his power to send my son to jail.
    “‘Your mouth is getting hot and wet’, he said.
    “I