And she suspected thatshe now knew why he had quit. He must have found the links and thencalled Slatter about it. Somehow, Slatter had bought him of...f. Shebriefly wondered how much that must have cost Slatter... or Sunshine.But she wasn't going to be bought off. She was still angry at Slatter. And now it was time to do something about it!She didn't have Harry Feinbaum's home phone number, but she did have hisson Dick's number. Heck, Dick was marginally in charge of this affairanyway. It. “Far as I know she wasn’t fucking nobody. She gave head for money and favors now and then, but she said after Amy she didn’t fuck no strangers.”“And you believed her,” Janet asked. It was my guess that Janet wanted to get in on the act.“Why would she admit to giving head and deny fucking for money?” I asked Janet just to be an ass.The last hour the place had gotten busy. Janet was even approached a few times. Not all of her offers were working girls. I smiled, but did not laugh at her sudden. The sailor, who had attacked Bethany Rose, foolishly tried to stand up. John knocked him down again with a kick to the groin, this time, he stayed down, curled up in pain and crying like a stuck pig. ‘John!’ Eliza cried. ‘Oh, John, thank God.’ John looked at the man cowering on the floor. ‘Get up again and I swear to God I’ll kill you, you son of a bitch. ‘Liza, put some ice on her wrist and wrap it up so it stays cool. Go on, girls, and keep that arm up, Bethany.’ Although Bethany had studied. She did, and it was loud.And in the middle of all that noise, he spurted.He didn’t think about pulling out. He was too deeply involved. He was making love, and part of making love is the offering of gifts. The woman offers her egg, and the man offers his sperm. If birth control is involved, then the offering is symbolic, but it’s still part of the process. Nobody goes through the motions with no intent to achieve climax. That was his thought process. So when he felt the urge, he flooded her.