Marlyn had grown to accept her place at the bottom of the sexual food chain. And some one's bottom is where she often found herself. She could not help but contrast Sam's fat, hairy ass and Angel's smooth, well shaven one. Like one that has gotten used to the bitterness of Turkish coffee, she now enjoyed tonguing the folds of an ass.
Sam got up to go. "I've seen better," he muttered as he left the room.
Angel knew a change for the worse was bearing down on her like a train in the night. She had better
