The mirrored den

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Leo McKern paced the room with that restless rapacious stride of his. "I tell you those buns were so firm I wanted to grab that sweet little ass and rip those pants off her and fondle that sweet ass right there in the store!"

Mona McKern glanced up from the floor where she lay sprawled on the thick nap of the rug in a housecoat, smoking a cigarette and reading the Sunday paper. Her dark attractive face split in a smile. "Listen to the bull in heat."

Leo puffed on his cigarette and nodded, his hand brushing his forehead and felt the ragged edges of a hangover ramming away in his brain. He swung behind the portable bar that was almost always set up in their bedroom, and decided to fix himself a Bloody Mary, a little hair of-the-dog theory, for breakfast and he mixed two drinks, making them both fairly strong and padded barefoot back to his wife, handing her one without a word. "God damn, she got me hot. I can't wait to throw it into that little broad!"

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