Weekend CaptiveChapter 6
It'll be another great day for the beach tomorrow, thought Hugh as he meandered drunkenly home to Jenny's place, staring blearily at the cloudless night sky. Tiger and Jim had passed out at the dance and Billy had taken them back to their hotel in a taxi. Bunch of dopes, always stoned, Hugh thought as he let himself into Jenny's apartment. "You bastard! You rotten bastard cousin!" Jenny pulled him by his shorts across to the couch. "Do you think this is a whorehouse, you moronic hick?...