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"Don’t worry, mate," I told him I turned to her and murmured, "She doesn’t let me fk her in cars Or on Tuesdays"

"She doesn’t," she whispered, though she did let ood in cars And especially good on Tuesdays"

"So this conversation with Will," she said, reaching across and shoving her hand beneath the suit jacket I’d laid across my lap "If you didn’t tell hiainst ivebrilliant

"Sixty-fifth and Madison," I told the driver "Take the long way round"

He shot h Colu Fifty-seventh toward Broadway

"No sex in cab," he said, quieter this time

I turned to Sara "Iquite happily I may have also mentioned this woed at h squeeze A strange waristered at the sa how to touchinto me, she sucked on et you off in cabs?"

I stared at her, wondering who this wohly fuckable wo Was she playing asement anymore, tell me she wanted more?

Most likely But as I looked at her--at her red pout and giant brown eyes so playful and filthy--no as I going to give her up before she made me

"I didn’t tell him much actually Serious conversations with Will always devolve into insults about penis size"

"Well, then I’m sure you went easy on him ‘I refuse to enter a battle of ith an unar to stroke h I’ll be honest: I have no idea how big his dick really is"

"Well, if you want to know, I’rowling into herto have a chat with a woence all the ti at us in the rearview rinned at hinore us, turning up the talk radio and rolling down theto let in the late afternoon breeze and the incessant city noises Sara’s hand began to slowly stroke up, twisting at the top, and back down

"I’d suck you off if I didn’t think he’d notice," she whispered "I mean, you deserve the best At least you’re beautiful on the inside, Max Right where it counts"

I burst into laughter, pressing roan that follohen she focused her efforts on ood A little faster, love Can you?"

She faltered at the term of endearht and fast over lanced at the cabdriver but he was absorbed in the radio progra at the traffic in front of us

"Yeah? Like that?" she asked

I nodded, suessed you’d be so good at this"

Her laughter vibrated along oofy, indelicate sound Another one of her walls I’d penetrated Victory surged warm and sharp in my chest, and for a brief pulse I wanted to yell out thethat she was letting me in

She licked up the side of my neck, nibbled my lower lip "You have theroaned And as I caht at et to act like a bloody arse about the whole thing and stop worrying about whether she was fking with , fished out a tissue, and wiped off her hand while it was still inside her purse, givingthe evidence from our cabbie And then she leaned forward, and kissed me so sweetly it made ainstbetter?" she asked quietly, eyes searching

I learned so else about Sara in that expression: her first instinct--and the one she continually battled--was to please me

But then we pulled up a block away fro pleasantly "Is this where you’re getting out?"

I hesitated, wondering if she’d want to come with me "I suppose, unless you’d like--"

Her voice was quiet, which I realized was her atte the harshness of her words: "I’ll see you Friday, Max"

We were done I was excused

Nine

"Are we going to talk about it today?"

I turned from where I stood on the ladder and looked at Chloe She held a paintbrush at her hip, and leveled her stare at me

"About?"