Carol smiled, but it was the kind of smile a hunter probably has as the lion goes down with a clean shot to the heart. Porn “Kelly’s,” she responded briefly
Kelly’s? I tell you I was having a lesbian affair and that is your objection? “I need to get ready for all the I told you so’s from my mother.”
“Ah,” I said lamely, thinking of her mother and her disapproving snarky remarks at my expense, I did not need some softy southerner reminding me I was a miner’s brat, I had a husband who did that. My sight returned as the blood flowed back into my head, Carol had my panties and was balling them up, “Sauce for the goose,” she winked and eased them into her mouth.




















