Five Points

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over with his bill, he paid it.
    â€œYou goin’ right back to your room?” she asked.
    â€œI thought I’d have a beer at the bar first.”
    â€œThat’s good,” she said. “I get off in about half an hour. Unless you were kiddin’ about takin’ me to your room?”
    â€œUh, no, I wasn’t kidding,” he said. “I just didn’t know if, uh—”
    â€œI wasn’t kiddin’,” she said. “I took to you right off, mister, and I don’t like to waste time. If you don’t like women like that, let me know now; it’ll save us a lot of trouble.”
    â€œNo trouble, Angie,” Clint said. “I’ll just sit at the bar with a beer and wait for you. To tell you the truth,
    I’ve been on a train a long time. I need to do something that’ll use a little energy.”
    â€œOh, honey,” she said, “for me you’re gonna need a lot of energy.”

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    The only one who couldn’t wait to get her breasts out of that peasant blouse even more than Clint was Angie herself.
    The impressive orbs bobbed free as she lifted the blouse over her head. While her arms were still in the air, Clint buried his face between the luscious globes. The scent was even more heady with his nose pressed against her. There were no more keys, there was nothing between them than more of Angie herself.
    Her nipples were pink and erect, and as Clint had predicted, the size of a puppy’s nose. He suckled them lovingly, then bit them, causing her to squeal.
    â€œWow, you’re anxious,” she said.
    He pulled his face away from her flesh long enough to say, “From the moment I walked into the tavern.”
    â€œWell, that works both ways,” she said. “My nipples don’t ever get that hard—no, that’s a lie. They do. I’m a girl who loves sex and I ain’t shy about it. I know most women don’t talk about it like I do—except maybe whores.”
    â€œYou’re talking an awful lot right now, Angie,” Clint said. “Did you come here to talk?”
    â€œNo,” she said, reaching for his trousers. “I sure enough came here to fuck.”
    She yanked his pants down, but stopped when she got them over his hips.
    â€œYou ain’t one of them men who’s gonna fall in love with me, are you?”
    â€œMaybe for a few days,” he said, “but that’s all. I promise.”
    â€œGood enough.” She yanked his pants and underwear down so that his erect penis fairly popped free. Her eyes got big and she said, “Ahhh.”
    Once she got rid of his boots, she was able to toss the pants and underwear away. That done, she fondled his balls with one hand and took his cock in the other. Holding it steady she first licked the head, getting it good and wet, then ran her tongue down it until she could lick his balls. She licked her way back up to the tip, then popped it into her mouth and slid him halfway into her mouth.
    Letting him slide out, glistening with her saliva, she said, “I knew you were gonna taste just like candy.”
    Her frank talk excited him almost as much as her naked skin. Almost, but not quite. He wanted to see more of her.
    â€œLet’s get that skirt off,” he said.
    They did so together. When her wide hips and full butt came into view, he was fully and completely impressed with Angie.
    The other thing that was impressive was the heat that came off her. It was as if her skin were on fire from the inside.
    He wondered what else was on fire.
    Appo, Red, and Bethany came out of the Metropole. Appo stopped to light a cigar.
    â€œRed, you better get to work on that information,” Appo said.
    â€œRight, George. See you, Miss Bethany.”
    The kid ran off.
    Bethany said, “You put a lot of faith in that boy, George.”
    â€œThat boy’s got more connections in Five Points than anybody I know—except

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