Lynne Pemberton – Dancing With Shadows (страница 4)

After four months Taurus was transferred to another prison, and Jay healed on the outside anyway. Even now the thought sickened him, not of the act itself – that was disgusting enough – but of how he’d got used to it, become immune.

Jay raised his eyes to the ceiling, then back to Cheri who was staring at him in an odd way.

There was something in his expression she’d seen in her own face many times. This guy’s had a tough time, but it hasn’t hardened him, not totally, and he certainly doesn’t sound or act like a criminal. She felt a sudden and unexpected empathy for the man lying between her thighs. The emotion surprised her; it was a long time since she’d felt anything but distaste, at best, for a client. No time for sympathy, she reminded herself. You turned tricks, got paid, got out; no mileage in feeling sorry.

Yet even as she listened to the reasoning in her own head, she found herself saying, ‘Listen, honey, Ed’s told me where you’ve been since nineteen seventy-three. He says you’re a good boy and to look after you, so you wanna go again – a blow job on the house?’

Jay buried his head in the soft folds of her cleavage; he inhaled her scent. She smelt of lavender, spiced with sweat and a strange woody odour, but above all she smelt of woman.

‘I want to go on for ever; it’s like I never want to stop.’

‘You’re cute, but I’ve got a living to make. All night’s gonna cost you …’ The prostitute began calculating the rate.

Jay moved his head to one side. ‘What did you just say?’

‘I said it’s gonna be …’

‘No, before that.’

She looked blank. ‘I think I said you were cute.’

Jay looked incredulous. ‘I am?’

‘Sure, honey. If you could see some of the mothers I’ve got to go down on. Jesus! Yeah, you’re very cute, great ass.’ She patted his butt. ‘Very tight, like a young boy. And what a big boy.’ She pointed to his flaccid penis. ‘Take a word of advice from a gal who knows. Don’t let any fancy lady friends tell you that big ain’t important. For me in this line of business, well it don’t make no difference … but I’m telling you, boy, big is beautiful.’

Her lips were dark with lipstick, and there were black smudgy lines around the bright hazel beads spattered with brown flecks which were her eyes. Jay liked her. He liked her small pot belly, and plump buttocks – dimpled and spongy to the touch. Her pubic hair was cut very short and shaved into a neat mound exactly like the adolescent sprouting he’d seen when Jenny Crawford had pulled her knickers down for him in Bakers Creek when they were both twelve. Jay’s lips moved to Cheri’s right nipple. It was very pale and very pink, like that of a pubescent girl, not a thirty-four-year-old woman. He didn’t care how old she was, she was warm and soft and pliant. She was feminine, she was bliss. He began sucking the nipple, rolling it around his tongue, feeling it harden against his upper gum.

‘An allnighter is –’

Without looking up, Jay placed a finger on her open mouth. ‘I’ve got the money, baby.’

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