Spark [Sheldon_Sidney]_The_Other_Side_of_Midnight(BookSe | Page 135

see her again once or twice before he went on to someone else. Well, she had no one to blame but herself. She had known what she was getting into. I walked into this with my eyes and my legs wide open. No matter what happens, I must never blame him. He slid his arms around her and held her close. “Do you know you’re a very special girl, Cathy?” Do you know you’re a very special girl—Alice, Susan, Margaret, Peggy, Lana. “I felt it from the first time I saw you. I’ve never felt this way about anyone before.” —Janet, Evelyn, Ruth, Georgia, ad infinitum. She buried her head in his chest, not trusting herself to speak, and held him tightly, silently saying good-bye. “I’m hungry,” Larry said. “Do you know what I feel like?” Catherine smiled. “Yes, I certainly do.” Larry grinned down at her. “You know something?” he asked. “You’re a sex maniac.” She looked up. “Thank you.” He led her into the shower and turned it on. He took a shower cap from a hook on the wall and put it on Catherine’s head, tucking in her hair. “Come on,” he said, and pulled her into the piercing jet water. He took a bar of soap and began to wash her body, starting with her neck and working down to her arms and slowly circling her breasts and moving down to her stomach and her thighs. She began to feel an excitement in her groin and she took the soap from him and began to wash him, lathering his chest and stomach and moving down between his legs. His organ began to grow hard in her hand. He spread her legs and put his male hardness inside her and Catherine was transported again, drowning in a torrent of water that beat against her body, while inside she was filled with the same unbearable joy, until she screamed aloud in sheer happiness. Afterward they dressed, got into his car and drove to Maryland, where they found a little restaurant that was still open and they had lobster and champagne. At five o’clock in the morning, Catherine dialed William Fraser’s number at home and stood there listening to the long rings eighty miles away until finally Fraser’s sleepy voice came on the phone, and said, “Hello…” “Hello, Bill. It’s Catherine.” “Catherine! I’ve been trying to call you all evening. Where are you? Are you all right?” “I’m fine. I’m in Maryland with Larry Douglas. We just got married.”