CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
“It’s just us two now.”
Roy has been silent for a long time, observing his gift with proper reverence. Earlier, I heard the two of them murmuring behind me. I couldn’t understand everything that was said, but Wyatt made it clear that he was going upstairs to watch the ball game and drink beer. Roy would have carte blanche while he was gone. I heard smutty laughter accompanied by lowered voices making rude suggestions.
Wyatt patted the top of my head affectionately, and told me to mind Roy. He handed Roy the belt. I knew that because Wyatt raised his voice so that I would hear as he commented that his pants could stay up fine without it. Then he pounded up the stairs.
“Wyatt thought it might be a good idea if I worked on your thighs a bit.” Roy circles me slowly. “The
