As soon as he got off work, Mike usually went to a bar and had two or three beers before going home for dinner. But he knew Linda would be pissed off at him if he didn't come straight home tonight, so she could unload her little brat-sister on him before she went to work at eight.
He picked up a couple of six-packs and drove straight home. Might as well get the bullshit over with, he thought wearily. He felt suprisingly fresh after his torrid fucking with the redheaded divorcee last night and only a few hours of sleep, largely because Linda hadn't demanded her usual quota of wild sex from him this morning. She seemed strangely relaxed and happy for a change.
For the briefest flash, Mike wondered if she was screwing around on him on the side. But the thought brought a laugh to his lips. She was so hung up on his cock she didn't even look at another man.
He found them in the kitchen. Linda introduced him to Terry with pride.
"And this is my gorgeous husband, honey. Mike, this is Terry. Cute, isn't she?"
For a minute he just stood there, dumbfounded. Cute? Jesus Christ, she was a knockout! She not only had a younger version of Linda's hotly curved body, her pert tits still budding against her T-shirt with fat little nipples, her hips flaring out in a sexy roundness beneath her narrow waist, her legs slender but shapely, but she also had an incredibly sexy pair of blue eyes and a sultry, pouting mouth.
Her shimmering golden hair was even longer than Linda's, almost touching her waist. She had everything Linda had and more, even if it wasn't fully developed yet.
She squeezed his hand and grinned, a sly curve of her soft mouth that sent a wild hot tingle though Mike's long cock.
She might have been eighteen, but her shining wide eyes were hard and glinting with a knowledge far beyond her years.
She'd been around and she let you know it. And from the way her eyes raked over Mike's muscled body, lingering on the thick bulge of his crotch, he suddenly knew it was going to be a hell of a two-week vacation.
Linda spotted it, too and for a moment she had a vicious twinge of worry find jealousy. But then she realized Mike would never do anything like that, certainly not with her little sister. Oh, he'd let her flirt, but that's as far as it would go.
They sat around talking at the kitchen table, while Mike guzzled beer and deliberately avoided looking at Terry. No sense in giving Linda any reason not to go to work tonight. And besides, every time he glanced at the sexy minx his prick grew longer and hotter.
"I know a few nice kids I can introduce her to," Mike told Linda. "Get her a few dates while she's here, okay?"
Terry rolled her eyes in disgust but her big sister didn't notice. And while Mike held his wife's attention, he could see Terry lasciviously darting her pink tongue-tip out and tracing her lips.
As if she were getting ready to give him a blowjob!
"I've got to get ready for work," Linda said, rising. "Come on upstairs for a minute, Mike."
Up in their bedroom, Linda told him she was worried. "Mom says she's wild, really wild, Mike. I guess we're going to have to keep her out of trouble until we can get her out of our hair."
"Just leave it to me," he said casually. "But if she's gonna smoke dope, which she probably will, I'll see that she doesn't do it around here. It's only two weeks, baby."
Linda frowned. "You won't… I mean, you wouldn't… screw around with her, would you, Mike?"
He managed to look angry. "Your own sister? What do you think I am, anyway?"
"I'm sorry," Linda blurted out, rubbing her big tits to his chest. "I'll handle her during the day, you handle her at night and it'll be aver with before we know it. I gotta run now, honey."
"Oh, by the way," she said as she was leaving, as nonchalantly as she could, "I might be home late for the next few nights. This waitress at work, a really nice girl, she's got a lot of problems with her boyfriend and she's sort of crying on my shoulder a lot, so we have a drink or two after work. You don't mind, do you, darling?"
He waved his hand generously. "Naw, don't sweat it, Linda."
She had to repress a smile because she'd done nothing but sweat while the lust-crazed brunette ate her pussy and fucked her to the point of delicious exhaustion. Since she was having torrid sex with another woman instead of a man, somehow Linda felt it wasn't really cheating.
Two minutes after she left the house Terry sauntered into the living room, her yes bold. "I'm going to take a shower, okay?"
"Go ahead," Mike grinned. "It's free."
She stepped up close to him. "With you, stud. We'll take one together, okay, Mike? You rub my back and I'll rub your big cock."
He blinked his eyes in disbelief. "Hey, now wait a minute, Terry. You're my wife's sister, you know? How in the hell does a kid get off talking in that language anyway?"
She laughed. "Don't be a fucking square. I'm from San Francisco, and I lost my cherry when I was twelve. You know you're dying to screw me, and I'm hot all the time anyway, so let's not bullshit around."
It didn't seem possible. Her face was still young and smooth, like an angel's except for her hard gleaming eyes. She was tough, big-city tough.
"One more vulgar word out of you, you little bitch, and I'll put you over my knee and spank your ass silly, understand?"
"You'd come in your pants for an hour if you did," she jeered at him. "If you want to feel my ass all you have to do is come to the shower with me. Meet you there in five minutes."
She spun on her heel and strode upstairs. Mike felt his prick pounding fiercely with blood. How could she be so young and luscious on the outside and such a nasty, tough little slit on the inside? Or maybe it was all an act, too, the kind of defensive mechanism hurt kids put on for a front.
For a few minutes he stood there, baffled, drinking beer and smoking. What the hell, he decided, he wasn't a psychiatrist. All he knew was that his cock was about to rip the seams of his pants and that if she was half as wild as she looked and sounded, he was in for a terrific time. And no matter how crazy she sounded, she wasn't dumb enough to let Linda know he'd screwed her.
He hoped.
He gulped down the rest of his beer and went up to his bedroom, stripping fast. His massive prick was already erect, quivering with power above his huge balls. He strode down the hall and into the bathroom, shoving aside the shower curtain.
She was soaping her ripening tits down and her eyes swung to his hard-on as if mesmerized. "Ooooooh, lucky Linda! Come on in, Mike, the water's fine."
He got under the warm spray with her and she immediately flung her arms around his neck and dug her slippery hot tits into his chest. Her silky aunt throbbed eagerly against his balls as his rod pressed up against her belly. Her eighteen-year-old body was soft and supple and intensely hot as it so trembled against him. She moaned as she gripped his thick meat in one hand and teased her cunt-lips with it.
Suddenly she was dropping to her knees in front of him. She guided his crimson dick-head between her wet lips and began sucking on it fiercely, jerking the trunk of his rod rapidly in her tight fist.
"Hey, easy does it, Terry! Mmmmmmmmm, ah, shit, that's wild, ummmmnunmmm, hot mouth! Hey, don't eat it up!"
Madly excited, Terry was whipping her mouth back and forth on his throbbing prick with wanton greed. His big cock was terrifically exciting to her, a real man's prick, not the anxious and clumsy high-school type she was used to. She shuddered as she felt his meat pound and throb in her fist and mouth, swelling larger and hotter with each frenzied suck.
But the immense rod on her mouth wasn't the real reason for her urgent sex-hunger. The real reason was buried in her mind, known only to herself, smoldering dangerously like a burning fuse, driving her to suck and fuck everything in pants.
And driving her to take three and four showers a day, too.
Less than a year ago, when she was fifteen, Terry had spent three months in a detention home for girls. And the first night she was there, seven of them, teenagers like herself but tough and brutal far beyond their ages, had ravished every tender inch of her body. They sucked her helpless pussy off in relays, fingerfucked her savagely and raped her with a nine-inch vibrator, forced her down on each of them in turn, licking and kissing their asses too.
After that first night she fought them off like a tigress and they left her alone after that. But the memory still burned like acid in her brain, filling her with deep shame and rage. And fear.
And now only men could make her feel like a girl again, an endless chain of men constantly reassuring her she was sexy and attractive and a wild, irresistible piece. Her obsession with showers was simply trying to wash away that night, scrub off the guilt and shock. And the toughness she displayed was an act she'd been forced to use ever since that brutal night in the girl's barracks.
On the verge of coming beneath her fiery sucking lips, Mike pulled her up by her armpits. He whirled her around and placed her palms against the tiled shower wall, puffing back on her hips so she leaned forward like someone being frisked by the cops.
"Spread your legs," he gasped and she obeyed. His hands groped her hot silky ass-cheeks and far a wild moment ht was tempted to rape her there. She reminded him of the schoolgirls who rode his bus every day, slender but filling out with lush curves half-girl, half-woman, luscious and smooth-skinned and constantly giving him a secret hard-on.
"Shove it in," she panted. "Fuck me, Mike, give me every inch of that beautiful prick! Come on, I'm hot!"
He guided his crimson dick-head against her tender sucking pussy-lips and then eased his rod in, sucking in his breath at the juicy tightness. A deep moan came from Terry and she clasped her cunt on his throbbing meat eagerly.
"Tight, terrific!" Mike groaned, beginning to fuck his wife's little sister with powerful strokes. Each time he slammed forward she gasped with excitement and wriggled her pussy on him. She undulated her lush ass against his groin, biting her lip at the burning pain. His huge rod was too big for her tight slit but as she grew more and more aroused and her honey began gushing, the pain was giving way to intense thrills.
Mike settled into a steady tempo, plunging his cock deep in piston-like strokes, squeezing her slippery plump tits in his fingers. Jesus, he'd forgotten what hot young cunt like this felt like, all fire and eagerness and shudders of lust.
"Ahhhhhhhh!" Terry wailed, twisting her head around to bite her lips. She'd begun to climax as his burning meat drove deep and furiously, his knob battering her tender cunt with shattering thrills.
Then Mike did something no had ever done to her before and it drove her wild with delight. As he screwed her with violent lunges, one of his hands slid down and found her tiny swollen clitoris. He stroked his middle finger against the sensitive bud rapidly, making her scream with happiness.
He kept up the relentless rhythm for almost fifteen minutes under the warm spray, letting the young blonde have a series of breathtaking orgasms, reducing her to a sobbing, frenzied mass of flesh.
"Gonna – unnnnnnn! Jesus, that's great cunt! Gonna shoot now, getting my rocks off, Terry, uhhhhhhhhh, wheewwww!"
"Yes, fuck me harder!" she screamed, writhing her ass feverishly as his meat pounded deep. Terry reared back her head and made low hissing sounds of ecstasy as his jism began spurting and tingling her cunt. She hadn't been screwed this long or this thoroughly in her young life, having had sex with only a few men and a great many boys, and she was tremendously hot and excited.
Mike gritted his teeth and held his breath as her fiery, juicy slit drained him lustfully. Jesus, what terrific little pussy! For all her tough talk, she was a fantastically luscious piece, a wildcat.
And to his surprise the toughness was gone – for a while at least – while she dried him down with a towel, pausing to kiss his long limp rod gingerly. He'd made her feel profoundly sexy, like a girl again and she was brimming over with gratitude.
Naked, she followed him into his bedroom. It was only a one-bedroom apartment and she'd be sleeping on the living room sofa during her stay. Grinning, she lay back naked on her sister's bed, the mattress beginning to sag slightly beneath the constant action of Mike and his wife and the redheaded divorcee, and whatever, else Mike happened to bring home on the spur of the moment.
Mike watched her impishly light one of his cigarettes, getting hard again from merely looking at her. She'd be much more stunning than Linda once she blossomed out, though her tight, frantically sucking little pussy didn't have the expert skill of Linda yet, but it more than made up for it in sheer wanton fury.
"Don't worry about Sis finding out," Terry said, smiling. "I'm not dumb, Mike." She spread her thighs wide and began to gently gyrate her pink, glistening cunt. "Still hot," she whispered. "Bring that beautiful monster over here, Mike."
But he hesitated, his eyes burning on her tender slit. He'd never been crazy about eating pussy, although he knew it turned Linda on like an electric charge. But the eighteen-year-old's slit was so tender and kissable, so delicious looking he just had to know what it tasted like.
Besides, he'd get her nice and slippery for the next round of lust.
He went over to the bed and grabbed the pillow from beneath her head. Grabbing her ass, he lifted it and placed the pillow beneath it.
Terry began to whimper with urgency when she realized what he was going to do. Her blossoming tits, their rosy pink nipples already fat with desire, panted with a rising fever as he hunched his broad shoulders beneath her thighs. He lifted her ass up and licked his lips. It looked like a dainty rosebud, soaked and pulsing before his eyes.
Then he plunged his tongue in without warning. Terry let out a wild scream and crushed her thighs to his face as he began devouring his wife's little sister with harsh greed. Christ, she was luscious! Hot and succulent and sexy, her dripping cunt jerking in fierce spasms of joy against his mouth.
"Suck it, Mike, oh, oh, oooooo! Coming already, oh, God, my pussy is – eeeeeeeeeeeee! Eat it, oh, grooooooooovey!"
Terry dug her heels into his back and fucked his plunging tongue with frantic thrusts of her thrilled cunt, gasping and panting and raving.
Beneath her frenzied passion, she felt a deep sense of shame too. Because on that horrible night in the girls' detention home when a half-dozen depraved girls ate tier so voraciously, she'd actually loved it in spite of her tenor. All the screwing she'd done before that night seemed like kidstuff compared to the violent bliss of having her tender cunt reamed out by an assembly line of hungry teenagers.
But she quickly told herself this was different because Mike was a man and it was all right for a man to lick and suck and kiss her hot, thrilled pussy.
She pounded his shoulders deliriously and arched her back like a bow as a shattering climax rippled through her loins.
"Fuck me now!" she begged in tears. "Fuck me now!"
But Mike was concentrating on the fragrant hot honey pouring into his mouth from her juicy cunt, sweeter and sexier than Linda's. He dug savagely deep with his tongue, lapping the juice up. Christ, to think of all the eighteen-year-olds who flirted with him on his bus every day! If he'd only known what he was passing up! But he knew too there was a hell of a risk involved in fooling around with jailbait, especially in this small town.
Terry was tugging at his armpits desperately now, screaming that she wanted to be fucked, she was so hot she was going to explode if he didn't ram his cock inside her.
With a final lingering suck of her sweet pussy-flesh, Mike sat up, his prick long and surging with lust.
"Turn over," he told her.
Quickly, the young blonde rolled over on her belly. She folded her knees under her so that her tawny ripe ass trembled naked and helpless. Her slit dripped honey beneath, but Mike was clutching her ass-cheeks in his hands and spreading them, eyeing her tiny cute asshole. No matter how much she'd been around, that tender helpless crack just had to be a cherry.
It was dirty trick time.
First he slipped his dick inside her eagerly clasping cunt to wet it down thoroughly. Instantly Terry gripped it with fierce joy in her silken flesh and began squirming and wiggling lewdly on it, making wild animal sounds. For a couple of minutes, Mike fucked her powerfully in the position, kneeling between her thighs and squeezing her ass in his hands.
"Oh, I love to fuck!" Terry sobbed, clawing at the mattress beneath her. "Oh, Mike, your hot prick is so beautiful! Ahhhhh!"
Panting, Terry reached beneath her thighs to grab his balls and gently squeeze as she lunged back to meet his massive strokes. When he suddenly slipped his rod out she wailed in protest.
"What are you – Mike? Mike? No, wait, eeeeeeeeee!"
Moving swiftly, he'd placed his swollen knob against her tiny brown asshole and then rammed forward with brutal force. Talk about tight and hot! For a few seconds he just kneeled there without moving, her squirming fiery bowels churning desperately on his long meat. She was pounding the mattress beneath her now and gasping for aft, not even able to scream.
"What an asssssss!" he groaned, gripping her silky cheeks tightly in his hands. "Ah, Terry, that's the wildest ass in the world, baby, mmmmmmmmm! Won't hurt much in a minute, honey, just, aaaaaaaaaaah, hang on now, wheeewwwwwwww, wow!"
The helpless blonde finally managed a sharp scream, when he began fucking her narrow asshole with violent lunges of his immense hard-on. All the searing pain in the world was exploding in Terry's savagely impaled ass, nerve-racking, spine-chilling bolts of pain. His big knob was battering the pit of her stomach, and she tried desperately to faint but couldn't.
"K-killing me!" she sobbed. "You're ripping me in two! Oh, God, Mike, I can't – oooooooooof! Can't stand it!"
But on the fringe of her white-hot agony was a strange feeling of excitement. At least she had a man's huge cock up her ass instead of a girl's slithering tongue! Terry felt weak and utterly helpless, like jelly beneath his colossal hot prick and hairy balls slapping against her ass with each stroke.
And she was beginning to love the feeling, too, even the blazing torment ripping deep in her stinging asshole. She was only a passionate girl being brutally fucked in the ass by a bull of a man, a fierce stud, and her act of phony toughness had been shattered completely.
"Hurt me more!" she begged feverishly, swinging her tawny ass to increase her pain. "Shove it deeper, Mike, yes! Yesss!"
The agony was so intense now she sank her teeth into the blanket beneath her to keep from screaming her lungs out. She'd never felt more weak and feminine in her life and the knowledge excited and thrilled her so deeply she could feel an eerie climax building up in her loins. Quickly, Terry darted one hand down to her pussy and began fingerfucking herself lustfully as Mike's thick meat slid deeper into her squirming ass.
She fingered her little pussy greedily.
"Hang on," Mike groaned, "gonna shoot off now, Terry! Jesus, what a hot loving little ass! At, now, now, here!"
And his pounding rod grew brick-hard in her boiling asshole and started spurting a hot flood of come. Terry moaned ferociously as the jism stung her tender bowels, tickling and stinging like wet fire. She came too, tears of pain and depraved bliss streaming down her cheeks.
When he slid his limp dick out she let out a brief scream and then collapsed onto the mattress, heaving for breath.
Mike felt a sudden stab of remorse and patted her hot ass sympathetically.
"Sorry, kid," he murmured, "I just couldn't resist your luscious ass. Won't do it again."
Terry rolled over on her back, staring at him through tear-filled eyes. "I-I liked it, Mike. In fact, I loved it. Can I have a cigarette?"
He lit cigarettes for both of them and she snuggled close to him as she smoked. Lucky Linda, she thought with envy. But at least Terry would screw her heart out for two weeks while her sister worked her ass off nights.
A funny thing had happened when she stepped off the bus and first saw Linda. Her big sister was much sexier than she remembered, her sensuous curves filled out with lush perfection. And for just a few wild moments, that shocking night in the girls' barracks flooded Terry's mind and she was in the grip of unwanted excitement, a hot soaring lust that brought the most obscene images to her startled mind.
Linda's sultry mouth digging greedily into her wet thighs. Her legs wrapped passionately around Linda's waist. Her hips moving savagely as she fucked her sexy sister's mouth. And then sucking and kissing Linda's proud lush tits and sliding her own mouth down, down to her burning valley…
Terry forced the depraved scenes from her mind with burning shame. She told herself she was terrifically horny, which was true, and that one way or another she'd get laid her first night in town even if she had to pick someone up on the street.
But now, stroking Mike's long thick rod in her eager fingers and feeling it slowly stiffen, she realized the problem solved itself beautifully.
"Do it to me again," she whispered huskily.
"Fuck me more, Mike. I can't get enough of your big prick!"
"Hey, easy," he grinned down at her. "I've got a wife to keep happy too, remember? Your sister."
"I want more," Terry said viciously, a hot throbbing spreading out from her tortured asshole to her eager cunt. "I've got to have some more, dammit!"
Mike stared down at her in surprise. A nympho, for Christ's sake! And only eighteen, too. He recognized that crazed gleam in her eyes, that insatiable glow. Something – a roaring, inexhaustible fire – was blazing away inside her, driving her mercilessly. Linda was a hot one too, becoming as nervous as a prowling cat if she didn't get it every night, but this one was a real wildcat and she'd fuck him right into a hospital if he let her have her way.
But before he could even argue with her, she was climbing on top of him, straddling his hips. Her eyes blazed down at him as she teased her pulsing cunt-lips with his semi-hard rod, jerking it lewdly in her fingers.
She had it quivering hard in seconds in her hot fist, and hissing lustfully Terry slid her boiling cunt down on his erection until she was gorged with it.
"Gonna ride you," she moaned, digging her nails into his hips and starting to swing up and down on his stiff meat, "gonna ride you all night – ungh! – long, aaaargh!"
Mike reached up and played with her feverishly panting tits, thrill after thrill shooting through his rod as her juicy silt wiggled passionately on his cock. Soft, silky and eighteen, the wildcat riding him was even wilder than his wife, more exciting than the hungry redheaded divorcee, the best, hottest cunt he'd ever had in his life.
And she hadn't even learned the dazzling variety of tricks about fucking that Linda knew. She was a natural, born to get men hard just by licking her lips, born to fuck so torridly they'd never forget her.
Terry was whipping her throbbing cunt back and forth in a fury now, then suddenly wiggling it from side to side, then swinging her sift in wide dreamy circles, her soft screams filling the bedroom, her long blonde hair billowing put behind her as she rode him like an angel of lust.
"Big tot prick is mine, all mine!" she raved, clawing his flanks as she fucked him feverishly. "Belongs to me, not Linda! Every – aooooooooh – fat inch! Unnnnnnnnngh!"
At that moment Mike didn't feel like arguing with her about it. In fact, he'd already decided to screw Terry to the point of exhaustion and to hell with his wife in the meantime. Christ, even Linda on their honeymoon wasn't this passionate or tight or exciting.
With a deep blissful moan, Terry fell down on top of him, swinging her hips in violent spasms as her cunt gushed with her blazing climax. She found his tongue and bit down on it and left red welts on his shoulders with her crazed fingers.
Mike couldn't have held his load back any longer under her slippery pussy if his own wife came in and fainted on the spot. She was sucking his jism out of him like a velvet pump, thrashing her slit on him deliriously, sweat pouring off her silken nakedness in rivulets.
They came together in a series of spasms and groans, Terry's luscious ass shuddering madly for five full minutes. Even after he was limp and dry, she kept squeezing her fiery crack on him, trying to get him up again in seconds.
"Need a rest, kid," he panted, pushing her off him with force. "I'm not an electric screwing machine, you know."
Terry's eyes burned with an insatiable gleam. "Well, I am, Mike. And you're not about to get soft on me, honey."
She scrambled down between his husky thighs and a minute later Mike wearily groaned. Goddamn if she wasn't getting him stiff again, using her greedy mouth like her hot sucking pussy. All he had to do was push her away.
But he didn't want to. Nothing Linda ever did for him prepared him for the hot, delicious fuck her little sister turned out to be, and the eighteen-year-old might even suck and fuck him to death before her two-week vacation was up, but at this moment with her tight hot mouth working on him in a frenzy of lust he didn't give a damn.
Two hours later he staggered into the kitchen and got a beer. She'd followed him, naked, and sat on his lap at the kitchen table while drank it, rubbing and squirming her hot ass lasciviously on him, ramming one of her sweet tits into his mouth between gulps of beer.
He knew then he'd simply have to get someone else to relieve him or he wouldn't be able to keep his job. His prick felt like ground round and he didn't have any will power left, not with her luscious little cunt. There was magic in her eighteen-year-old pussy and pouting mouth, so electrifying he couldn't resist her.
It was beginning to look like he'd mated the wrong sister.
"Look, Terry, why don't you go out tomorrow and hustle a date for yourself, huh? Give some lucky kid your own age a break. I need a rest, baby."
"Nice kids make me puke," she sneered. "Aren't you man enough to handle it, Mike?"
His face burned. The little bitch knew how to get to him and fast.
"One more snotty remark out of you and I'll paddle your ass," he said ominously.
She grinned and climbed off his lap and then huddled over his thighs, with her lovely naked cheeks trembling.
"Go ahead," she whispered. "And then kiss and lick it afterward, Mike, 'cause you know it'll turn you on."
He spanked the hell out of her with vicious smacks, which only excited her more. And himself.
And to his humiliation and surprise he found himself actually licking and kissing her luscious pink ass afterward, drawn irresistibly by the hot silky flesh.
His wife's kid sister was wrapping him around her little finger like a dainty ribbon. He realized with a shock after he fucked her again on the kitchen floor that he was becoming hooked on her, like a eighteen-year-old himself.
When they both lay gasping for breath on the floor, Terry turned to him with an evil smile, startling on her innocent face. She stroked his exhausted cock with loving fingers.
"Hey, stud. Let's run off to L.A.. Just you and me, swinging every night without waiting for Linda to come home and spoil it. What do you say?"
"Cut that crap out," he snapped angrily. "You're talking about your own sister and my wife."
"I can get a job as a waitress in a crummy restaurant or as a carhop, and you can drive a bus down there," Terry went on as if he hadn't said anything. "And every morning I'll eat you for breakfast, and all we'll do is go to drive-ins and screw and watch TV and drink beer. And smoke a little dope. And live happily ever after."
"Crazy Goddamn kid-talk," Mike muttered, standing up and grabbing another beer from the refrigerator.
But she'd planted the seed in his mind. She embraced him from behind and rubbed her tits into his back and squirmed her wet, hot cunt to his bare ass lewdly.
"Let's take another shower, stud."
He was about to tell her where to go, when she reached around to seize his chafed prick. She began jerking it softly in her warm fist, and a tingle began deep in his loins.
It was the seventh time for him in three hours, breaking his old record of six with Linda in an all-night session.
Even after the savage and thrilling fuck in the shower, she wouldn't leave him alone. She stalked him around the apartment, greedy and relentless, insatiable and completely uncontrollable.
Mike found himself wondering what the weather would be like in Los Angeles.