‘Just you and your little boyfriend.’ ‘My boyfriend,’ she sighed. No one had alluded to that lie in quite a while. ‘What’s he like?’ Rushe asked. ‘What?’ ‘Your boyfriend, he’ll be happy when you get back I guess. But I’ve ruined you for every man that follows me.’ ‘Yeah, I suppose you have.’ ‘He won’t be happy I’ve stretched your snug little cunt. You’ll never feel him again.’
