“Hell, your kid is fucking my wife, and your wife is fucking me. [...]Not that she's any good, Zane said, looking at Georgia, and when she made a little cry of protest, he added, Hell Georgia, even Jell-O moves when you eat it.”
“He fucked my wife!" George wailed. "He ruined my life!""Your wife was a goddamn whore!”
“He says, “Your husband fucked my wife.”We look at each other and this time it’s different. Now I know him.“My husband didn’t fuck your wife.” My voice is soft. Not amorous, but the tone of a bewildered child. “They had a relationship, then came home and fucked us.”
“I 'ad a toy when I was little,' said Suzy. She frowned for a moment, then added, 'Can't remember what it was. It moved and made me laugh...”
“Ty burst out laughing when he saw it. “Is that a travel pack of lube? I didn’t even know they made those.”Zane grinned. “Where the hell have you been buying your lube?”
“Fuck you," she said, giggling. "And your little dog too.”