[Tongue in mouth, grazing teeth, and tasting a mix of Marlboro and Chesterfield? How could he be indifferent to it. The kid purses his lips, briefly turning a deep hungry kiss into a smaller affectionate one. No need to get roused again, save that for tonight...as long as Sam keeps his beak shut. He tilts his head appropriately for that comb. Something about that gesture is gravely morbid in its memory and greatly intimate because of it.]
No fuckin' way. [About wrapping up. Fff. He hooks Larry by a belt loop.] Your load's all mine all the time.
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[Tongue in mouth, grazing teeth, and tasting a mix of Marlboro and Chesterfield? How could he be indifferent to it. The kid purses his lips, briefly turning a deep hungry kiss into a smaller affectionate one. No need to get roused again, save that for tonight...as long as Sam keeps his beak shut. He tilts his head appropriately for that comb. Something about that gesture is gravely morbid in its memory and greatly intimate because of it.]
No fuckin' way. [About wrapping up. Fff. He hooks Larry by a belt loop.] Your load's all mine all the time.
[Puff. Have a smoke ring.]