Page 89 of Down and Dirty

“Ask anyone.”

“The boy, he is smitten, all right,” Cage said, and the others, all of whom were listening with great enjoyment to their conversation, nodded their agreement. The woman whom Zachary had introduced as Linda did not look happy.

“Besides, I was rescuing you from a guy with a very bad reputation,” he told Britta.

She arched a brow with disbelief.

“Ask Linda. He makes his sex partners do perverted things.” She could tell that Zachary regretted making that statement. But Linda nodded.

“More perverted than incline sex?”

Zachary red-faced, gawked at her as if he could not believe she had said that. She realized why when she saw all the men go silent with interest, waiting.

“So, Zach, mon coeur, exactly what is incline sex?”

“Is it on an inclined plane, like a skateboard ramp?” Merrill the Geek asked.

Before Zachary could speak, she said, “It is rather like upside-down sex. Well, not really that. More like a wheels-barrow. Hmmm. How would you explain it, Zachary?”

“I wouldn’t.”

“Do you blush, lout? Odin’s breath! You do,” she hooted.

Everyone at the table was laughing, so hard some were holding their sides, even Linda, who seemed to have moved her affections from Zachary to Luke the Slick, who paid her no nevermind.

“Zach, Zach, Zach!” JAM said, wiping tears from his eyes.

“And here we were all thinking you’d lost your touch!” This from Sly.

“It would appear that our pretty boy has a bit of the nasty in him. Hoo-yah!” Cage teased.

“And you guys make fun of my penile glove!” Geek added with affront.

Linda turned slowly to gape at Geek. “You wear a glove on your penis? Do you mean a condom?”

“No, I don’t mean a condom, and that’s all I’ll say on the subject in mixed company.” He glowered at his friends.

Zachary was looking pleased that the attention had moved away from him.

But then Sly said, “Back to sexual perversions. What other kinky stuff does Pretty Boy do, Britta?”

“Well—”

Zachary slapped a hand over her mouth.

“Spoilsport!” JAM complained.

She had no idea what they were making such a fuss over.

“You wear a glove on your penis?” Linda persisted with Geek.

“Yeah.”

“Why?”

“Sometimes it gets cold. And lonely. You want me to show you?”

“You men are crude and rude. I’ve heard that SEALs are nuts, and now I believe it.” Linda rose from her chair and walked away.