Lone Wolf #6: Chicago Slaughter (1974) - Plot & Excerpts
It was an ordinary trip signal of the type which set off a blinker and a buzz in the setting on the opposite wall, and he saw it as he was literally poised over the girl, seeking entrance. Her pants were down around one ankle, sweater pulled up to the neck and she was regarding him with an intense look which seemed to work between fascination and terror, which was fine with him. He liked to scare them a little. He didn’t actually like to hurt them, that kind of thing wasn’t his bag at all, leave it to Versallo, but he did like to give them the feeling that they might be slapped around; he liked to see the fear rising within them. What the hell. It wasn’t like he couldn’t get a good hard-on anyway, it wasn’t that he couldn’t come any way he wanted, he was no pervert for God’s sake … but he liked a little rough stuff or at least the threat of it. It did something for him. But the light was going crazy, the buzzer was whining. Something had happened down there, that was for sure.
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