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windows and fixed the blinds so too much light would not come in.)
Just simply too much. She visited different parts of the room,
talking, smiling, fixing drinks, singing (Vinnie, Vinnie), dancing;
even laughing with Lee. Camille ran to the bathroom, when Goldie came
out, with her hair brush, nail brush, finger brush and hand brush.
Goldie gave Rosie money for bennie then called Georgette aside and
asked her to be intermediary between she and Malfie and she told her,
Of course; and Goldie told her she had a box of syrettes and in a few
minutes when things are a little more settled we will go inside and
turn on. Georgette kissed her and really started swinging. A little
morphine now would be just perfect. O yes, just perfect. O Lordy . .
. MS and Vinnie!!! She filled a glass with gin and sat next to Vinnie
(should I offer him a shot too?) talking with him and the boys ( No.
Might ruin him ) and even Harry and his absurd remarks were palatable
(O God! I hope the bennie didnt kill his nature), but of course she
did her utmost to avoid any dissertation with him (If only the others
would leave we could sit together and he would kiss me and I would
caress his neck and kiss the lobe of his ear and we would undress
each other and lie on the bed with our arms around each other and I
would run the tips of my fingers along his thighs and his muscles
would tighten and we would both squirm slightly and I would kiss his
chest and feel his back and smell the sweat and put my legs around
his hips— Whatta yasay sweetchips? Georgette turned and started
opening her arms and Vinnie pinched her cheek, how about taking this
inside and ringing it out, standing up slowly his hand clutching his
crotch. Georgette lowered one hand (not now . . . later) and let the
other one slide along his leg. Wanna help me empty this? wavering
slightly then spreading his legs further apart and laughing as he
bounced his balls with his hand. She leaned forward slightly (no no
no!!! You will ruin everything) and he turned, still laughing, and
went to the bathroom (his eyes are bugging out of his head. O Christ
he is high. It will be beautiful!!!) and roared as Camille leaped
from the bathroom when he goosed her, dropping her brushes then
carefully stooping, watching the bathroom door, picking them up and
dashing to the living room.
    Georgette sat back and sipped her gin for many
seconds. Harry got up and chirped at Georgette, stoned out of his
head, and plopped down beside Lee. Georgette followed him with her
eyes, still sipping gin and still fighting for control of herself.
She could not fuck it up now. It wont be long. It wont be long.
Vinnie and MS. Yes. She picked up the bottle of gin and refilled
Malfies glass and asked him if he would let Goldie do him. Malfie
closed his eyes slightly and smiled, took the glass from her hand.
Got more bennie? She patted his cheek and got two more for him and
went to tell Goldie that everything was arranged. O everything is
just so wonderful. Vinnie and his boys are stoned out of their heads
and soon she would have Vinnie. Goldie took her into the bedroom and
gave her a syrette. Arent you going to take one? Not now honey. I/ll
wait until after that big cocked guinea has fucked me. So Georgette
shot up and waited for the first wave to pass then went back to her
throne, next to Vinnie. He was yakking with Malfie and Harry—Lee
and Camille joining in, Goldie just watching Malfie and occasionally
laughing—and tugged Georgettes ear when she sat down. She smiled
and did a rolling bump before sitting down, nodding modestly to the
applause. Georgette whirled digging the scene and everybody was
swinging. Even Harry and Lee were making it and the sounds came from
the radio and Camille was snapping her fingers (a little too
demonstratively if you ask me, but its alright because we/re (Vinnie
and MS—VINNIE) swinging) and everything fell into its proper place,
all words fitted; and Goldie sat beside Malfie and he grinned, aspet
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