“Focus, Gibs!” I barked as I pulled into the car park. “It was bad. Really fucking bad.” “How bad?” he asked. I drove into my usual parking spot and killed the engine. “How bad, Johnny?” Gibsie coaxed. Exhaling a pained growl, I turned in my seat to face him. “She kissed me.” Gibsie eyes lit up. “Yeah?” I nodded. “On my bed. In a towel. Looking like a fucking wet dream. She just fucking put her mouth on me, Gibs.” “In a towel?” “Ma had her clothes, remember?” I strangled out. “She was wrapped in a towel and nothing else.” Gibsie grinned. “Nothing else?” “Nothing else,” I repeated, enunciating
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