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.“One drop is all you need,” she said and held up her index finger.She told the porter he could go.He scuttled out of the kitchen, zipping up as he went.“Feel that,” Norma said to Rose Mary.“Rub it between your fingers.” Rose Mary, her nose wrinkled in distaste, complied.“How does it feel?” Norma asked.Rose Mary shrugged.“Is it smooth?” She said it was.“Then he’s all right.If it’s even a little gritty, like it has sand in it, something’s wrong with him.If it’s real gritty, drop him like a hot potato and get away from him as fast as you can.”Not long after that a date came to the house and picked Rose Mary from the girls in the parlor.Upstairs she took him to the bathroom sink and began the ritual washing, all charm and reassurance—as though it was his first time, not hers.The man told her he was a doctor.Rose Mary expressed the proper awe.She looked down.She thought she saw something jump into the sink.She looked more closely.Several things were jumping; not only that, they were crawling all over him; his pubic hair was infested.“Norma!” Rose Mary called loudly.She smiled sweetly at the man.“I’ve never seen those before,” she said.“Neither have I before I came here,” the doctor said hotly.Rose Mary was about to go out to the balcony to call Norma again when the bedroom door opened.“What is it?” Norma said, irritated.Rose Mary pointed.Norma peered at the doctor.“How dare you come in here like this,” she snapped.To Rose Mary she said, “Get away from him.”“What do you mean?” the doctor said.“I didn’t have those when I walked in here.” He gestured toward Rose Mary.“Like hell you didn’t! And don’t you dare say this girl gave you that.I know a case of crabs when I see one, and you’ve had that case for quite a while.”“He’s a doctor, Norma,” Rose Mary said.“A doctor! You put your clothes on right now! You should be ashamed of yourself.You’re a sorry son of a bitch for a doctor.Don’t you ever come to this house in that condition.Go home and give it to your wife, anybody, but don’t bring it here!” Norma continued her ranting until she drove the doctor straight out of the house.She rushed back, issuing orders like a drill sergeant: Remove those sheets, take a bath, wash your hair, wash your clothes, no more work until Dr.Gomila checks you.When Rose Mary asked her to slow down, Norma nearly bit her head off: “What’s the matter—are you deaf?” Norma expected everyone’s brain to work as fast as hers did.She continued her rapid fire as she sprayed the room down.Next Norma told Rose Mary to get some pointers from Terry.Terry showed her some new tricks, giving her a few of the techniques responsible for her first nickname, Yum-Yum.She explained it in musical terms.“Imagine that you’re playing a flute,” Terry said.“You’ve got to close certain holes to get one sound and stretch your lips to get another.” Rose Mary looked skeptical.Terry said, “They don’t call it a blow job for nothin, honey.Look, just think to yourself, Ummmm, delicious, yum-yum.”“I don’t know if I can do that,” Rose Mary said.“Sure you can.A lot of the girls prefer it.It’s easy and it’s not as messy.A lot quicker too.”The first time a customer asked Rose Mary for this, she tried to remember everything Terry had told her, from the deep sucking pull to the whirling dervish tongue, but in her enthusiasm she went too deep, gagged, and threw up on the man.She told Norma she didn’t think she ever wanted to do that again; Norma told her she’d get over it.One evening Rose Mary went upstairs with a husky man who wore wire-rim glasses.When he disrobed she saw that he had the largest prick she’d ever seen.She called for Norma.Norma opened the door to the room.“What is it now?” Rose Mary pointed to the man’s penis.Norma called out over the balcony, “Jackie, who’s the man in this room with the big dick?”They dubbed him the Womb Scraper, and Norma told him that he could not enter any of the girls—that was the rule if he wanted to keep coming to the house.One of Norma’s strictest rules was the one insisting that there be no locked doors while a girl was in a room with a date [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.“One drop is all you need,” she said and held up her index finger.She told the porter he could go.He scuttled out of the kitchen, zipping up as he went.“Feel that,” Norma said to Rose Mary.“Rub it between your fingers.” Rose Mary, her nose wrinkled in distaste, complied.“How does it feel?” Norma asked.Rose Mary shrugged.“Is it smooth?” She said it was.“Then he’s all right.If it’s even a little gritty, like it has sand in it, something’s wrong with him.If it’s real gritty, drop him like a hot potato and get away from him as fast as you can.”Not long after that a date came to the house and picked Rose Mary from the girls in the parlor.Upstairs she took him to the bathroom sink and began the ritual washing, all charm and reassurance—as though it was his first time, not hers.The man told her he was a doctor.Rose Mary expressed the proper awe.She looked down.She thought she saw something jump into the sink.She looked more closely.Several things were jumping; not only that, they were crawling all over him; his pubic hair was infested.“Norma!” Rose Mary called loudly.She smiled sweetly at the man.“I’ve never seen those before,” she said.“Neither have I before I came here,” the doctor said hotly.Rose Mary was about to go out to the balcony to call Norma again when the bedroom door opened.“What is it?” Norma said, irritated.Rose Mary pointed.Norma peered at the doctor.“How dare you come in here like this,” she snapped.To Rose Mary she said, “Get away from him.”“What do you mean?” the doctor said.“I didn’t have those when I walked in here.” He gestured toward Rose Mary.“Like hell you didn’t! And don’t you dare say this girl gave you that.I know a case of crabs when I see one, and you’ve had that case for quite a while.”“He’s a doctor, Norma,” Rose Mary said.“A doctor! You put your clothes on right now! You should be ashamed of yourself.You’re a sorry son of a bitch for a doctor.Don’t you ever come to this house in that condition.Go home and give it to your wife, anybody, but don’t bring it here!” Norma continued her ranting until she drove the doctor straight out of the house.She rushed back, issuing orders like a drill sergeant: Remove those sheets, take a bath, wash your hair, wash your clothes, no more work until Dr.Gomila checks you.When Rose Mary asked her to slow down, Norma nearly bit her head off: “What’s the matter—are you deaf?” Norma expected everyone’s brain to work as fast as hers did.She continued her rapid fire as she sprayed the room down.Next Norma told Rose Mary to get some pointers from Terry.Terry showed her some new tricks, giving her a few of the techniques responsible for her first nickname, Yum-Yum.She explained it in musical terms.“Imagine that you’re playing a flute,” Terry said.“You’ve got to close certain holes to get one sound and stretch your lips to get another.” Rose Mary looked skeptical.Terry said, “They don’t call it a blow job for nothin, honey.Look, just think to yourself, Ummmm, delicious, yum-yum.”“I don’t know if I can do that,” Rose Mary said.“Sure you can.A lot of the girls prefer it.It’s easy and it’s not as messy.A lot quicker too.”The first time a customer asked Rose Mary for this, she tried to remember everything Terry had told her, from the deep sucking pull to the whirling dervish tongue, but in her enthusiasm she went too deep, gagged, and threw up on the man.She told Norma she didn’t think she ever wanted to do that again; Norma told her she’d get over it.One evening Rose Mary went upstairs with a husky man who wore wire-rim glasses.When he disrobed she saw that he had the largest prick she’d ever seen.She called for Norma.Norma opened the door to the room.“What is it now?” Rose Mary pointed to the man’s penis.Norma called out over the balcony, “Jackie, who’s the man in this room with the big dick?”They dubbed him the Womb Scraper, and Norma told him that he could not enter any of the girls—that was the rule if he wanted to keep coming to the house.One of Norma’s strictest rules was the one insisting that there be no locked doors while a girl was in a room with a date [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]