Donna’s Workout II

I sat there trying to gather what few wits I had left. On the floor in front of me were two naked women, one of whom I knew, lip wrangling over my freshly shot cum. On the tv screen across from me I saw them doing the same with some other dude’s jizz but they were also licking on my wife of 22 years. This was a very weird situation and it looked like it was bound to get weirder as the night wore on.

I shifted my focus from the scene on the floor to that on the screen. The man, Tommy, who’d just shot a load into my wife’s mouth was leaning back and drawing wind like a bellows. I could understand why. Donna as I’ve stated before sucks a mean cock. If you’re not ready for it, she can make you go weak in the knees.

The two women Angie and Marilyn were licking and sucking the dregs of his cum off of Donna’s face neck and mouth. This was really strange, as Donna had never evinced any interest in doing a woman or women. I’d asked her about it in the past and like the swapping idea and swinging plan I’d proffered had been quickly denied. For a minute or two it looked like she was really getting into it.

The spell was broken for her though, when Angie began to gently suck her nipples. That must have been just the stimulus she needed. She snapped back to reality, and looking about; like awakening from a dream, got to her feet and walked quickly to the door she’d come in an hour earlier.

The people doing the filming continued to track the action in the room, and soon all of the remaining parties continued almost from where they’d left off.

Tommy and Angie began to stroke and fondle each other, while Marilyn stood and walked out of the room, following Donna. The all girl threesome shifted around so that the hispanic girl received the attentions of the older white woman and the black girl. The dirty blond gal with the big tits, was being titty fucked by the black man and the white guy, having just finished in her ass was sitting back catching his breath.

The film continued for a few moments until the real Marilyn, in the room with me; got up and pointed the remote at the vcr and ended the tape.

"Do you want another drink?" she asked.

"Yeah," I croaked with my very dry throat. "A beer this time if you have it."

Angie got up from the floor and stalked towards the back of the house where I knew the kitchen was. I was temporarily hypnotized by the sway of her delicious looking ass, at the end of those incredibly long legs. Her hair flowed back over the shoulders hitting her in mid back and seemed almost to be alive itself, as it swayed with her every move.

"I ran after her to talk to her," Marilyn said, breaking me from my trance. "I wanted her to know that she was welcome back and that everyone understood how she felt. Most of the guys deal with it pretty well, but most of the ladies we have here, have to really think about it before they come back. Some don’t. Some of them, do it once, or just sit in the playpen and watch and never come back."

"I can see where that might be a problem," I said. "How do you prepare them for the reality of the room?"

"Most of them I feel out first," she replied. "Angie has a background in psychology and has helped come up with some questions for those people we decide to approach. That allows us to usually get a basic idea if they’re interested."

"How do you decide to approach someone?" I asked.

"If they’re friends or people I deal with a lot," she said. "Also, if I see someone I’d like to fuck."

"So Donna got asked because she works with you?" I asked.

"No, not entirely," she replied, "she fell into the category of people I like to fuck. I’d been working with her for a long time, and I really thought hard about approaching her, but finally I just gave into simple lust. I wanted to eat her pussy, and see her eat mine."

Just then Angie walked back into the room with my beer. "What’s all this talk of pussy eating, did I miss something?""

"I just asked about her approaching Donna," I said. "Donna’s never showed much interest in that sort of thing before. Whenever she’s watched porno’s with me in the past, she always had me fast forward through the lesbian scenes."

"That’s because she didn’t want you to see how turned on she got when she saw them," Angie said. "If I was to classify her sexuality, I’d definitely have to say that she’s bisexual. Well she is now anyway."

"That doesn’t track with the woman I’ve known for 20 some odd years," I said.

"Does it track that she’d suck some guy’s cock who she’d only met minutes before?" she retorted.

That one had me stumped. I’d just seen the evidence of my own eyes, on the videotape. It was possible that they could have found someone who’d looked a lot like her, but there was no one I knew of who sucked dick like that. Donna had coached the only other woman I’d ever met who came close, and she was right here. There was no way they could have faked what I’d just seen.

"No, it doesn’t," I answered. "I’m just having problems reconciling what I’ve just seen with the woman I thought I knew. What did you talk to her about, that night in the shower room?"

"I just assured her that what she felt was normal, and that I understood," she answered. "She told me she needed some time to think about it. I told her to take a week off away from me and the rest of the workout crew."

" I think I remember that," I said. "Out of the blue she told me that you’d given her some time off, because of some work she’d done on a big project. I thought it was strange at the time, but she went back the next week, so I just forgot about it."

"She came back all right," Marilyn said. "She came back with a vengeance. The next time we had an event here at the house, she came with bells on. She must have had sex with half the room before she left."

I sat there with my chin on my chest blinking stupidly at what I’d just heard. Donna doing multiple partners, other men, other women. I felt that vague sense of reality I’d managed to grab hold of just minutes before begin to slip again. I also felt my cock begin to twitch again as Marilyn and Angie had begun to play with each other again.

"I don’t suppose you have a tape of that do you?" I asked.

"But of course I do," she replied. At that point she stood and walked back over to the tape cabinet again and drew another tape from the shelf. She quickly reloaded it into the vcr and ran, bouncing back to the couch and plopped down next to me.

"Will you want another blowjob?" Angie asked.

"I’m not sure I’m up for it yet," I replied. "Depending on how hot this tape is, I may want one, or maybe more?"

"Then this is your lucky night, Max," Marily said. "This is one of the hottest tapes I’ve ever watched."

Again the header on the tape ran through a few minutes of blank airtime before the view changed and jumped up on the large screen plasma display. The clarity of the tv and the clearness of the tape were like being a voyeur watching through some window in time.

The scene was what I’d expected, the room covered with the faux fur and mirrors. There were bed-like platforms scattered around the room, and a large wet-bar to one side. As I looked I again saw the bizarre adult playpen, in the center of the room, and something new. It looked much like a higher platform, about waist high on an average person.

"What’s with the table?" I asked.

"That’s not a table," Marilyn said. "It’s an altar. We heap our sacrifices upon it."

I looked at her like she’d suddenly sprouted horns.

She just laughed, which was made much more entertaining as I watched her round bare breasts bounce up and down. I was definitely feeling a twitch in my cock now.

"We’re not heathen’s you know," she said. "We just love sex. One of our sicker men thought up the name and it kind of stuck. It’s been our altar ever since. We don’t have it up all the time, just when someone says they wanted to be passed around. We had it up that night because one of our other ladies said she wanted to be ravished. Something came up at the last minute and she couldn’t make it though."

"So you put it away or what?" I asked.

"Wait and see, Max" she replied with an evil glint in her eye.

I could see from the angle of the machine that it had been put in place on a tripod or some such and wasn’t being manned. The other tape I’d seen had had at least 2 and maybe 3 people manning cameras and the finished result spliced into one show. This for the moment seemed to be a stationary show.

"How many people do you have manning the cameras?" I asked.

"As you might have thought, about 3 though sometimes its more," she answered. "I’ve recently started brokering them on the internet, and sales have been great. I use some of the proceeds to keep the play-room in good condition, the rest is passed on to the camera crews and of course, my actors."

"How much are you making on these?" I asked as the film showed the door to the right opening and Marilyn and Donna walking in.

"About enough to pay the house off so far," she replied. "Now pay attention this part is really fascinating."

I sat back and reached down to straighten out my cock. On the screen Marilyn and Donna had entered the room, in the middle of a conversation. They both looked great, they had left their robes behind. Marilyn stalking around the room, in all her naked glory, head held high, and face with a haughty look on it. Donna had entered the room with her arms around her breasts but as they moved further into the room, and she saw they were alone, she dropped them and began to look quite comfortable.

"So have you never eaten pussy before?" Marilyn asked Donna.

"It’s not something I like to talk about," Donna replied. "But yes, I have eaten pussy, and had mine eaten by a woman as well."

"So tell me all the details," Marilyn said eagerly.

"I don’t know if I should," Donna said.

"Go ahead, tell me, I’m sure it will make you feel better," Marilyn persisted.

"Okay, it was when I was a lot younger," Donna started out. "I had a really good friend named Candace. She was about a year younger than I was, and we were inseparable. She came over to my house or I went to hers and we played dolls or dress-up or any of the games young girls do. As we got older and began to mature we stayed great friends even though I developed faster than she did."

"Did she get jealous that you got your boobies first?" Marilyn teased.

"Yeah, she did," Donna answered. "I thought it would end our friendship, for a while. My brothers used to tease us both about it a lot. And then I got a huge crush on her brother Mike. I used to sit around and moon about him for hours at a time."

"Did you masturbate when you thought about him and his cock?" Marilyn asked quickly.

"For what it was worth," Donna said. "Although I had no idea of how to properly do it. He was about 6 years older than Candy, and I found myself getting hot whenever he looked at me. I used to find any reason I could to be near him, or to spend the night at Candy’s house on the weekends. That was okay with both parents as Candy’s folks used to go out a lot on the weekends and party, and my dad was always drunk and mom was just trying to keep things together."

"So you got to see him a lot then?" Marilyn said.

"Oh yeah, there was one summer, I think I was 13 when I spent almost the entire time at Candy’s house," Donna said. "I tried everything I could think of to get him to notice me, but I was his sister’s goofy friend, so I was pretty much invisible."

At this point I was getting caught up in the tale being shown on the screen. At least as much as was possible. I’d put my beer down on the table and looking over for it I saw it was gone. I looked around and saw that Angie had scooted off the couch and grabbed my beer bottle. Facing me on the floor she tipped the bottle until the rim of it was resting on her cunt lips. As I watched her, she began to rub the rim around on her labia and slightly insert it. The beer inside was ice cold and she shivered slightly as she did this. She also began to butter up a lot and I saw my beer bottle being quickly covered by her juices. Some of them also flowed down into the beer. After a few minutes of it she looked me in the eye, winked and handed it back.

"It has a nice head on it now," she said.

I took a big pull on the beer. Ahh, I thought this is something a master brewer would give his eye teeth for. Pussy flavored beer. It was great, frothy and a little warmer than before, but tasty and the texture had gotten a little thicker as well. This was something that I was going to have to have again I thought. Just then I remembered what I’d been doing and returned my focus to the tv screen.

…"so you just flashed him?" Marilyn asked Donna.

"Not so much," Donna replied. "I came out of the shower with just a towel on, and he was standing there. I looked at him, and he at me, and I just dropped the towel."

"Did he notice you then?" Marilyn asked. As I refocused on them I noticed that as they’d been speaking they’d taken up a seat on the altar.

It looked great, two beautiful women, one redhead the other blond sitting there talking about sex. I also noticed that Donna was caught up in her story, and had drifted off to where her memories were. Marilyn began to edge closer and closer to her as they spoke. In pretty short order I saw that Marilyn was behind and slightly above Donna, sitting on her knees. As Donna continued the story, Marilyn began to massage her shoulders and upper back. This had the effect of loosening her up and I could tell that the massage was turning her on, in her voice. It was getting slower and throatier. I could tell it was about to get really good.

"He just waved me quietly into his room," she said. "The rest of the house was still asleep. It was another weekend and I got the impression that he was just coming home from a night on the town. He was about 19 then."

"Okay," Marilyn said quietly; "don’t keep me in suspense what did you do then?"

"He asked me if I’d ever given head before. Well at that point I hadn’t, and only had a basic idea of what it was anyway. I said no. He then asked if I’d ever seen a man’s cock before. That was another one I didn’t know how to answer. I’d seen them in Candy’s mom magazines, but not a real one. So again I said no."

"Did he show you?" Marilyn asked rubbing the area just between Donna’s armpits and the sides of her tits.

"Oh yeah," he showed me. "Until the last time I was here I’d never seen a bigger dick on a man, outside of a movie. It was about a foot long and as big as my wrist. The head of it looked like this angry red/blue plum."

"So then what happened?" Marilyn said. Her voice was getting hoarse with lust, and she’d stopped rubbing with both hands. She was using her right hand on Donna’s tits, and nipples by now, and was frigging herself with her left. Donna, if she noticed Marilyn’s hand on her nipples, didn’t say anything. I thought she was getting too caught up her story to notice.

"He walked over to where I was sitting, and pulled my towel off," Donna said. "He leaned over and deep tongue kissed me while his hands roved all over my breasts. After a couple of minutes of this, he pushed me down onto the bed, and he straddled my chest and placed his cock at my lips. I didn’t know what to do with it, and it looked so big there, so I just locked up. He tried to talk me into it for quite a while, until he got up. He pounded gently on Candy’s wall, until she knocked back and then a minute later she walked in."

"Oh god, you must have been mortified," Marilyn said sympathetically. Her sympathy wasn’t too evident by her actions though, as she gently rolled Donna’s nipples between her thumb and forefinger. Donna began to flush and her face to get really hot. This happens when she’s really aroused and I could tell an orgasm was imminent.

"At first, yeah I was," Donna said quietly. "Candy was really cool about it though. She looked quickly and then took her own clothes off. She jumped up on the bed, and began telling me it was all right. She explained that she’d sucked him off a lot, and that it was really cool."

"Oh man, he had his own sister suck him off?" Marilyn said in a whisper. "That’s kinda sick, but its also is kinda erotic, you know?"

"Yeah it was to me too," Donna said. "I got sort of mad at that point and dared her to show me. So she laid down on the bed next to me, and he repeated his move of straddling her chest, her tits were just beginning to show then; and she started sucking him off. She was really good at it too. Even with that big cock, she slurped him right up, and in no time he was buried to the hilt in her throat."

"No shit," Marilyn said. At this point she’d brought both hands around and was rubbing Donna’s tits and kissing her like mad.

The rest of the story had to wait, because on the screen the action began to heat up. Donna and Marilyn were kissing and stroking each other. They finally broke their kiss long enough to swing around, and by mutual assent engaged in the hottest girl-girl 69 I’d ever seen to that point. Little did I know that the action was about to get even better.

I sat there on the couch stunned. This was getting to be way too much. The woman I’d married, the one I’d been mostly faithful to for years, was munching the snatch of this incredible red-head on tape. If I’d been asked anything about my wife prior to this evening I’d have thought I could answer the question with no doubt. Now it seemed that my loving wife had more secrets than I’d ever imagined.

I had to pause in my thinking, because at that point my cock was standing at attention and the ladies had noticed it. Mariyln left the vcr going while she and Angie began to give me a double barrel blowjob that I thought would finish me for good. While Angie worked on the tip and shaft, Marilyn worked on my balls and prostate. As they worked me over, Marilyn stuck her index finger up my ass and began to make come here gestures with it. Angie left not an inch of my cock-head and shaft uncovered by kisses, licks and gentle nips.

The action on the screen was definitely heating up, and I also distantly noticed that one or more of the cameramen had returned to work the camera. The action was being zoomed up on and it was getting hotter by the second. Donna displayed a remarkable talent for licking and sucking pussy. She must have learned both lessons at the same time, or from some fabled oriental master.

As she had done to me countless times in our marriage, she was working Marilyn over tooth and nail. There wasn’t anything she didn’t lick, bite, suck or in some other way manipulate with only her incredibly dexterous tongue and fingers. Marilyn tried to return it in kind, but like the other guy, Tommy that I’d seen her work over in the last tape; and myself she didn’t stand a chance. She began to have a mind-blowing orgasm that started at her feet and worked it’s way up and out of the top of her head.

"I’d never had an orgasm that powerful before," Marilyn mumbled with her mouth partially wrapped around the base of my sac. "She has an awesome capability to give head. She’s done me since and it’s always like the first time, I really can’t explain it."

"Yeah, I know," I said. "Now you know why I’ve been with her so long. She can almost enslave you with only her mouth. She loves getting oral as much as she gives it, and she absolutely goes out of her mind with anal."

"Really, that’s odd," Marilyn said taking her mouth off me for a minute. "She’s specifically said that she doesn’t want anal while she’s here. I wonder if she likes it so much, why she won’t do it?" She said this as she again lowered her mouth to my bag and began to slowly suck it into her mouth.

At this point, I found myself wanting more. These two were doing fine sucking me off, but I really wanted to fuck. I’d watched hem go at it earlier, and thought that I’d like to slam Marilyn first.

"Marilyn," I said. "I want to fuck you now, okay?"

"Oh yeah," She readily replied. With that she spun around to face the screen. This while she was on her hands and knees. That way she could take my cock from behind and watch the tape at the same time.

I started out slowly, placing the head just at the entrance to her pussy, and gently and ever so slowly began to exert pressure. I thought that I would really relish this, as it was the only other pussy I’d had since marrying Donna 22 years earlier. True, I had gotten blowjobs in Mexico, when I’d gone there for business, but that wasn’t the same.

I tried to manage this action as much as possible, watching the tape over Marilyn’s back as I slowly fucked her. She had other plans. She bucked back on my rod, and I found myself buried to the base in her tight snatch. As I fucked her, I remembered that she hadn’t had any kids yet, so her pussy was still in pretty good shape. I grabbed her hips and by sheer muscle was able to take control of the situation and set the pace.

The action on the tape was beginning to slow down a bit. Marilyn had gotten off to a crashing orgasm, and Donna hadn’t yet, but was really close. When she’d caught her breath, Donna asked Marilyn to work her nipples over. In the past, whenever she’d had any problem getting off, a few well placed licks and bites on her nipples were enough to send her over the edge. This time was no exception.

Marilyn had barely begun when Donna had her orgasm. I could tell that she’d held off on it for a while. She began to thrash and buck around on the altar. She bucked, kicked and spasmed so much that Marilyn was thrown off onto the padded floor. She sat there on her ass with her legs spread looking up, awestruck; at Donna in the throes or her orgasm with her eyes glassy and open wide.

At this point I really began to slam Marilyn’s well-lubed pussy. As I did so, I felt someone shift around behind and beneath us, and I suddenly felt hot breath and someone’s tongue licking at both my balls and Marilyn’s snatch. With all the stimuli, that of the tight pussy I was hammering, the show played out on the screen and now this, it was just too much. I blew my load big time. I felt as if I was cumming for days. Spurt after spurt shot out the end of my cock, and as it did, I continued to hammer into Marilyn’s pussy.

It must have been the right time for her as well. She pressed back and rode me through her own orgasm. It wasn’t as intense as the one I’d just seen on the screen, but it was impressive for all that. I looked up and and could just make out Angie’s feet, legs and waist sticking out from in front of us.

Mystery solved, it was Angie that had finished us both off. As I continued pulsing out the last of my cum, she reached up and removed my cock from it’s home in Marilyn’s pussy. She licked and sucked the dregs of my cum from my cock, before beginning to clean up her friend.

I sat back and watched in appreciation as these two went at each other again. They really must have been familiar with each other, because they almost seemed to move in unison. What one did the other mirrored. It occurred to me that if there were ever an Olympic event for lesbian 69, these two were a shoo in for the synchronized pussy munching category. Their mouths, bodies and fingers moved in an intricate dance, that was almost impossible to ignore.

I looked back at the screen in time to have my attention torn between what was in front of me on the floor, and the action on the screen. As they lay there together basking in the afterglow of their shared ecstasy, Donna picked up where her tale had left off.

"…she sucked his cock really well," Donna said. "I could tell that he was really getting into it. She didn’t let him cum though. After she got him really hard, she looked over at me and dared me to finish him off. Well at that point I had to do it, I’d dared her and she’ turned it back on me, so I leaned over and he climbed up on my chest and titty fucked me while I licked and sucked the end of his cock like she had. I thought I’d choke, if he went too deep and I begged him not to. He was really quite sweet in his own way, and only fed me the end and about 3 inches of it."

"Did you let him cum in your mouth?" Marilyn asked drowsily.

"I didn’t know what to expect, so yeah, he did," Donna said smiling. "It surprised me when he shot, and I really didn’t know what to think, so I just laid there with his cock hanging out of my mouth. I discovered that day that I really liked the taste of cum."

"So how does that cover your experience with a girl?" Marilyn asked.

"I was pinned under his body, and really couldn’t make too much ruckus," Donna said. "While he was there, he told Candy to go to work. I didn’t know what he had in mind until I felt her tongue in my pussy. She’d moved down and started to eat me out. While she did this he leaned forward and licked his cum off my chin, lips and chest. When he got to my nipples I just exploded. I jumped around and thrashed about so much that everyone in the house would have heard had they not held me down and covered my mouth."

"That sound really incredible," Marilyn said in a hush. "What did you do then?"

"I stayed even longer at their house that summer," Donna said. "I tried to get him to fuck me like he did Candace all summer, but he said that he wouldn’t so that. He told me that losing my virginity that way was something that should be really special and I should wait until I found the right guy. He also said he didn’t want to hurt me, as he’d done to some other girls in the past. So all summer long, Candy, Mike, his friends and me sucked and licked each other silly. He made sure that none of his friends ever fucked me either. He was a really special guy."

"Did you ever fuck him?" Marilyn asked.

"He told me that after I broke my hymen to come see him, and he’d do it," Donna said. "About three years after I married Max, he’d come home from the Army. Things between us were tough, and having my son hadn’t made them much better. I just called him up one night while Max was in Mexico for one of his business trips and he came over."

"So then what happened?" Marilyn asked as she stroked Donna’s arms and caressed her breasts.

"I put the baby to bed early," she replied. " I then took him to my bed and let him screw me stupid with that big hunk of meat of his. He was due to go back to his base the following day, so I knew that there’d be no problem. We did and re-did all the things we’d done that one summer, and then he fucked me hard. He must’ve saved up his loads for a while before coming home, because we fucked 8 times that night. Every time when I thought he was finished, he just cranked on it and did it some more. About halfway through the night Candy showed up and we finished off with her a couple of times."

"That’s awesome," Marilyn said. "Did you ever do him again?"

"No, I didn’t," Donna said. "Things between Max and I got better, and I got pregnant with my daughter Anna shortly afterwards. The main reason I didn’t though was that he was killed in a training accident several months later. I cried like a baby at the funeral."

This was really shaping up to be a night of revelations. My brain felt like it was doing somersaults in my head. I remembered the trip she’d spoken about. It was right after I’d landed a big client, and his summer home was in Monterey. I’d gone down there thinking to get a divorce when I got back. While there I’d been unfaithful to Donna by getting a couple of blowjobs from my clients upstairs maid, a pretty little 16 year old. I just hadn’t been able to resist. Now I’d found out that while I’d been away she’d had a threesome with her best friend and her brother. When I’d gotten back, Donna had changed a lot, and things had indeed gotten better. It was about a month later we found out she was pregnant with Anna, my daughter.

My mind was beginning to spin a little revenge though, as I thought it would be pretty easy to blackmail Candace, into a little cheap sex, with the knowledge I had.

Then I had another thought, which was confirmed a moment later by the tape.

"So how do you know Max is Anna’s dad?" Marilyn asked.

"I didn’t," was Donna reply. "I only found out a few months ago when Anna went in for minor surgery. I asked the doctor for a paternity test, when Max donated some blood to help in case of an emergency.

Anna is Mike’s daughter. So at least some part of him survives. He never married, and to my knowledge didn’t have any more kids."

My brain already doing back flips and hand springs suddenly went south hard. I’d experienced too much. I felt my sense of reality begin to slip. Until now, the situation, while weird, was both manageable and something that had been highly arousing. Now I felt as if I’d crossed over to the Twilight Zone completely.

Just then, the screen buzzed and the scene flashed as Marilyn fast-forwarded a bit. As she did so, I felt a hard slap to my face. Angie had watched my face when she’d finished with Marilyn, and seeing me begin to go into shock, had slapped me to bring me out of it. It worked, but not the way she thought.

The slap made me hard as a rock in an instant. Growling incoherently, I threw her to the floor at my feet and fell on her like a wild animal. I slammed my cock to the hilt in her, and forcibly fucked her. She started by thrashing and trying to unseat me, but after a minute or two gave in and began to fuck back. We were teeth, hair and eyeballs with each other.

As I slammed in and out of her I sobbed in rage and scratched, bit and slobbered like I’d gone mad. For a time I had. That she responded in kind, was I think; the only reason I wasn’t arrested. The last orgasm had been powerful, but was as nothing to the one I had then. I came and roared like a lion as I shot. Angie echoed me in her own mad passion.

We finished, covered in heavy sweat sliding against each other to the floor. I dizzily looked around and saw Marilyn standing to one side, with a large glass of scotch in one hand, and the vcr remote in the other. I felt Angie slide out from under me, gasping for air as I was, and reach for the scotch. With trembling hands she threw back half the glass before handing it to me, where I finished it in a gulp.

"I’m really sorry you saw that part," Marilyn said with tears in her eyes. "I forgot it was in there. I really didn’t want you to see it, and I’m sure that Donna wouldn’t either."

I sat back against the couch. I was spent physically and emotionally. I didn’t think that I’d ever worked or been that exhausted before. As I caught my breath, Angie leaned over and quickly kissed me on the cheek.

"I hope that makes you feel better," Angie said quietly. "Do you feel up to anymore or are you too far gone?"

"I’m pretty whupped," I said, "but I started this thing and I’m not leaving until I know the whole story."

"Well hold your breath, hombre," she said, "because you ain’t seen nothing yet."