Harlotsville Ch 06
(c) Embers The commotion at the top of the stairs was fast becoming thunderous, vibrating the walls that surrounded Betty. She could hear the thumps of heavy boots, and the guffaws and hoots of men who sounded nearly as agitated as they were happy. With a biting prescience, the expression ‘thrown to the wolves’ dashed through her mind. The frameless mattress rumbled underneath Betty’s legs. Her rear end hung halfway off its side as she balanced herself with her palms against the floor,...