And then, miracle of miracles, he’s backing away from her and laughing and jerking a thumb at me. ‘She’s all yours, mate,’ he says to me. ‘Go for it.’ I’m only barely conscious of closing the empty space behind her as quickly as he vacates it, and of sinking to my knees in awe and supplication and ecstasy, and of finding myself exactly at eye level with Maddy’s sweet pink cunt.
