She's about half his age with legs that go on forever. Both are in business suits, looking like they'd just come from the office. Maya greets them both with outstretched arms and kisses on the cheek.
"So glad you could make it," she says. "Hope you brought your appetite—your sexual appetite, that is."
Stephen grabs his crotch. "My fuckin' dick is hard as a rock," he says. "Just like always."
"And we all know you're ready, right, Lisa?" Maya asked.
"Always," Lisa says.
"Good," Maya says. "I don't think anyone else is coming, so let's start."
I was just sitting, staring at her. I checked my watch; it's almost time. Luke scoots forward and perches himself on the edge of his seat. He's ready to attack, but holds back. It's clear that Maya is running the show—that she gets first crack at me.
She struts over to me and stands in front of me, looking down her nose into my eyes. The rage builds. She winds up and backhands me across the cheek.
"Fucking slut!" she shrieks.
