"OOOHHHHHH… MY LOVER, SULTAN BABY! FUCK ME, DARLING! FUCK YOUR CAROL! HARDER, BABY! HARDER… OH, HARDERRRRRRR…!"
Tears burst from Carol's eyes and she covered her face with her hands, her whole body suddenly convulsing with the sobs choking from her. "Oh God, stop it! Stop it, please…" she begged, slumping down onto the couch, her half-undressed state forgotten in the overwhelming disgrace of being shamefully exposed.
"There's a lot more, baby. I just happened to pick that part out for you," Ed White tormented. "I kind of liked the part where Peg's eating your cunt, and then later, when you're eating her out and the Goddamned mutt is fucking the hell out of you…"
"Oh please… please stop!" the tear-choked girl pathetically pleaded. "Oooohhhhh… why… why did she do this to me? How could she… my God…?"
"Because I made her do it, baby!" Ed White answered in his grating voice. "She had no choice if she knew what was good for her! She does what I say, or Daddy cuts off her junk, and that, little old Peggy can't take for very long, eh? Oh, don't worry, she'll be back, doll. She's got to have her stuff. This ain't the first time she's walked out on me."
He laughed while Carol stared up at him with unbelievable repugnance, the meaning of his words slowly and appallingly registering in her sickened mind. Peggy was an addict! Oh, the poor girl…! But… but why had this despicable brute made her do such a thing…?
Carol didn't have to ask, only listen.
"Yesterday," the manager was saying, "after I saw you and that blind fuzz talking in the park, I knew I had to figure some way to get you in the bag, chick. You could be cop yourself, but that don't quite jell with me. I figure Cannon's using you, probably paying you one way or another… maybe with his cock, though I can't figure a luscious bitch like you falling for a blind fink…"
"Leave him out of this, damn you!" Carol spat hungrily up at him. "You're not even fit to speak his name! And you're wrong… all wrong about everything you said…!"
"Soooo… that's the way it is, eh?" the massive man sneered, then made a guttural little laugh. "You're hot for each other! Well Goddamn, now ain't that just perfect, though? I wonder… do you suppose your cock-man would like to bend an ear to this tape I just played for you? He might like to know that his little dolly eats a bit of pussy and digs a good dog-fucking, being an animal lover himself!"
"Y-You wouldn't…!" Carol gasped, half-under her breath as she stared in growing panic at his cruel, grinning face, knowing even as she said it that there was nothing too loathsome for him to stoop to!
"Oh, I would, baby, and I will, if it's necessary… but we might be able to work something out… you and me. I'm a reasonable guy once you get to know me." Suddenly, he dropped down onto the couch beside her, the sweaty smell of him stinging her sensitive nostrils as she inwardly cringed at his nearness. "Of course, it's going to take a little cooperation on your part, but under the circumstances I figure you'll be willing. Right?"
"Wh-what do you expect me to do?" the frightened, divorced girl heard her own question.
"Well, now… first, you draw that fuzz bastard off my back. Make up a story, whatever you want, but make me look clean… otherwise, I'll have to see that he's worked over good… maybe eliminated altogether!"
His easily spoken statements came at her as if he were talking about the weather, their cold deadliness inciting a feeling of utter terror inside her, totally destroying any resistance she might have known. For one brief instant, she visualized Mark's body savagely beaten… and lifeless! Dear God, he didn't realize the ruthlessness of this animal! He was underestimating him…
"Well?" Ed White's voice jarred her.
"I-I… supposing he won't listen to me?" she managed, her green eyes reflecting the painful anxiety she was feeling. "How can I make him do something he…?"
"That's your problem, honey!" the big man snapped. "Mine is to shed him! That's why I decided to get you to help me." He was grinning once more and meaningfully toying with the damning tape-recorder Peggy had carried in her purse that lewd night… "But that's just part of the cooperation I expect from you, Miss Dorsett," he went on, suddenly moving his big, hot hand forward to suggestively settle on the negligee-shaded flesh just above her knee. "The rest involves sex… you and me, baby… right here… and right now…"