Chapter 21

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THE WALK TOWARDS THE girl's front door has Eschewal feeling like he is floating as if he is experiencing some out-of-body sensation. He thinks of ways to sour the surroundings once inside the house. 'Maybe I will not talk or answer any questions.' Before he can decide what to do, the girl answers the door.

Straight away, he knows she is not expecting to see someone with Deuce. Her eyes look toward him with a hint of coldness. She cannot believe Deuce has taken this liberty and brought another man to her home. A chill comes over her; she thinks Deuce must have found out about her past. Anger storms through her while images of her having a threesome flash in her mind. She feels like spitting as she remembers sticking her tongue in a guy's anus. The taste of feces fills her memory, and the hate she felt for herself at that moment while giving that guy analingus pours out of her as she looks into the sex-mad eyes of Deuce.

She feels like crying. She had hoped that Deuce might be interested in having a serious relationship with her. "Bastard," she says to herself. "If it's a battery you want, that's what you're gonna get, along with a rape charge."

She releases a smile onto her sensuous lips. She curls her right hand into a fist behind her back and says, "Aren't you coming in?"

Deuce steps up a step and says, "Yeah, of course. I was waiting for you to invite me in."

She looks at Eschewal and says to Deuce, "Who's your friend?"

Deuce turns to Eschewal and then looks back at her. "Oh, that's my brethren, Eros. Oi, come, blood," he orders.

Eschewal nods towards the girl, walks up the six steps behind Deuce, and then enters the house.

The girl loosens the fist and shuts the door. She directs Deuce and Eschewal toward the living room. She's planning to make them pay for all the sins she has been subjected to by the men in her life. 

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