DAMN! He's pretty ....DAMN!
The heat, the wet..dripping...DAMN!
She can't help it...
Susan opens her mouth to scream.
The pillow smothers her cries of passion.
And stays there.
Jammed down on her face.
"HEY! I CAN'T BREATHE!"
"WHAT ARE YOU-"
The rest is smothered, muffled...slapping...punching...
Sue's legs alternately piston and bicycle....
Until the air
And the life
Run out of her.
He lifts up the pillow.
Sue is a little cross-eyed.
Her mouth is open, as if to say, "Well, THAT sucked!"
He scoops her up in his arms like a doll and puts her in his sample case.
She's got to bend a little.
Sue was a tall girl.