Oil of RosesChapter 22
There was clanking, metallic clanking. "Be still, you'll wake him up!" hissed Margo. "Mmmmm, yes Madam," Carol said softly. Wet noises. "Oh God, Little Cunt, that feels divine." Margo moaned. Harry opened one eye. He was facing the wrong direction. Nothing very interesting was happening on the bedroom wall. Damn it. Feigning sleep he rolled over and waited for a moment. There was instant silence. "Okay, he was just shifting, continue," whispered Margo. The wet sounds began...