Alphy had claimed her again in the shower, and twice more after they finally reached the bed. He was insatiable, and she was finding out she was, too. Gale tried to wiggle from the steel arm that secured her to the man behind her, but he wouldn’t release her. “Poopsy, I have to pee!” With a disagreeable growl, he let her go and reached behind to answer the phone. She steadied herself on her jellied legs and ducked into the bathroom while Alphy picked up his cell and put it on speaker. While in the bathroom, she listened to the phone call. “You can navigate a human body but you can’t find a ten-foot-wide road?” Alphy groused. “Hey! I don’t berate you for not knowing how to perform a coronary artery bypass, so don’t judge,” came a defined male voice. Another voice, with a southern drawl, sounded over the speaker. “I don’t know, Sea-man. He’d make a pretty good proctologist.” Gale walked into the room just at that moment. A snort escaped her, and she let loose a hysterical laugh before she could slap her hands over her mouth.
