Diane Vorsack tried to disguise the fact that she was livid, her daughter’s buffoonery having driven off the prestigious dinner guests before the after-dinner drinks could be served. She withdrew her mouth and patted his penis dry with the bottom of his shirttails. Sebastian dug through the viscous layers of foul-smelling clay with a shovel, each successive insertion creating an obscene sucking noise that ate at her sanity. ‘What, miss?’ asked Jack Kimble from behind her. ‘Don’t fob me off, boy. Wants me to look out for you a bit. “Lord!” she said.
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