Jesus Christ, what were they saying to each other? What? I wanted to know. I hadto know. At least for my sanity’s sake.
My view concentrated on Katz’s muscular arms as he held the pool boy against him, then he pulled off and away from his sexual partner, mouthed something to Tacoma that I couldn’t hear, and continued with a session of strong and potent kisses that looked harmful, intent, and against the pool boy’s soft and summery skin.