Chapter 12
Lilith turned on the light in her mother's bedroom, looked down at the naked bodies of her mother and the young boy with the shoulder-length blond hair. "Huh-what?" Hanna muttered. "Lilith-oh, God; what are you doing here?"
"Discovering what sort of mother I have, I guess," the girl cried. "Mother, I-I...."
Hanna came up from the bed, started to slip into her robe when she felt a gob of the boy's love juice drop from the lips of her vulva and run down onto her thighs.
"Oh, Mother-Mother," Lilith cried, and then turned on her heels and raced out of the room.
Hanna grabbed a hand towel from the night stand, wiped her thighs and pussy and then hurled the towel across the room as anger and frustration exploded in side her. She looked down at Bobby, still sleeping contentedly, and grabbed him by the shoulders and shook him violently.
"What's going on?" the boy cried as he tried to open his eyes. "Is it time to get my bus already, Hanna?"
"Oh, no, but...." Hanna froze. What was she going to do? "Cmon; get dressed. "I've got to get you another room. My daughter came home early. She-oh, God, kid; she saw us together in bed. Cmon, Bobby-move your ass!"
Hanna raced out of the room, went searching through the complex of buildings for her daughter. She found her in the laundry room, her hands covering her face, crying frantically.
"Baby-baby," she cooed as she tried to slip an arm around the girl's shoulders. "I'm sorry that you saw that. I-hey, cmon-it's not such a terrible thing!"
"He's just a kid, mother," Lilith cried. I mean, is that the best you can do?"
"Wait, baby-let me try to explain!"
"Explain what?" Lilith demanded as she shoved her mother away. "That my own mother is just another Malloy whore. And after all the things you say about grandma and Aunt Nancy. I-I...." Once again Lilith buried her face in her hands. "Go away, Mother. Just leave me alone!"
"Look, I know that you're upset, Lilith," Hanna said. "I still won't be talked to in that tone ... and I won't have you calling me names, either!"
"But you are a whore! WHORE, WHORE...."
"STOP IT, LILITH!"
"A BABY FUCKER, TOO.
"Look, I-I'm warning you, young lady," Hanna said, her face twisted in pain. "I won't take that. Stop it; you stop calling me names!"
"WHORE-BABY-FUCKING WHORE!"
Hanna lashed out in anger at her daughter, cracking her hard across the face with her opened hand. Lilith pulled away from her, fire dancing in her eyes.
"I guess that solves that," the girl cried.
"Just what is that suppose to mean?" Hanna demanded.
"It means I'm too old for you to slap, mother," the girl sputtered. "It means I'm splitting...."
"No, baby," Hanna cried. "Please, I-I'm sorry that I hit you. I had to stop you from calling me those horrible names. Things will look different in the morning, sweetheart. C'mon, I think we could both use a drink of whiskey!"
Hanna reached out to take her daughter's hand, but the girl shoved her away. "I wouldn't mind so much if it were a man-but a boy, a baby. All those stories I heard about you as I was growing up, about how you made Rasco turn over young prisoners to you so you could use them for stud service-they were true," Lilith said. "What a fool I've been. When I think of all the times I tried to defend you ... oh, God, what a bloody ass I was!"
"Please, baby-at least give me a chance to explain!"
"At least Grandma Malloy and Aunt Nancy never tried to pretend that they were anything other than what they were-a family of whores," Lilith said. "Tell me, mother, were you ever really married to my father or was he just another one of the studs you picked to fuck you?"
"STOP IT, LILITH...."
"Or what? You'll hit me again? I'm not the least bit afraid of you, mother. All I am is sick-sick and so ashamed that I want to hide in a hole!"
Lilith stood up, pushed her way past her mother and walked out of the room. Hanna followed close behind her, pleading with the girl to stay and talk, to at least give" her a chance to explain her side of things.
"I never want to see you again, Hanna," she said as she stormed out into the parking lot and climbed back behind the wheel of her rented car. "You can burn whatever possessions of mine you find. And don't try to stop me!"
"You can't be serious, Lilith! Where will you go?"
"Oh, no," the girl sputtered angrily as she started the engine of the car. "Just watch me...." She jerked the gears into "R" and zoomed out onto the road with a squeal of tires. She stopped, put the car in drive and then roared out of the driveway and into the street.
Hanna raced back to her office, picked up the phone and dialed the sherifFs office!
Mandy was watching a movie on television when Rasco finally arrived home. It was a few minutes before midnight. "Hey, I have a message for you," she said as she hopped up from the sofa and raced over to her father. "Your deputy, Virgil, he called here to say that he couldn't find Miz Samualson at the motel. He said to tell you he looked everywhere for her!"
"Hummmmmm," Rasco said, and tugged thoughtfully at his bottom hp. "I guess maybe I'd better take a run out there and see if something is wrong. Is your mother asleep?"
"That's another thing, daddy," the girl said. "She moved all your stuff into the spare bedroom. She got real angry with me because I refused to help her!"
"Oh, that does it," Rasco snarled.
He raced up the stairs to the second floor, tried to open the door to the bedroom he had shared with his wife for more than twenty years only to find that it was locked. "Fidelity," he cried, and began to pound his fists against the heavy slab of solid oak. "You'd better open this door, woman. Damn it, Fidelity-I'm not kidding. Open up...."
"All your things are in the spare room," the woman cried. "I won't share my bed with an animal. Now, you go away from the door and just let me be!"
"Are you going to open this fucking door?" Rasco snarled. "Or do I have to break it down?"
"Go away, Rasco. Please go away!"
The sheriff began to kick at the door with the heel of his heavy boot. The wood began to splinter near the lock and then the door banged open. Rasco stormed into the room and looked down at the terror that filled his wife's face. "No one locks me out of my own room, you silly cunt," he cried through clenched teeth. "No one, no one...."
"What are you going to do, Rasco?"
"Something I should have done a long, long time ago, you sexless hulk," the sheriff cried. 'I'm going to get the hell out of here and find a woman who Wants more out of life than a television set and candy bars!"
"You mean-a divorce, Rasco?" Fidelity cried. "You mean you're breaking up our marriage? I-I can't believe you'd do anything like that!"
"Just watch me, bitch," Rasco said. I'll get a room out at the Crossroads Motel until I can find an apartment or something. I should have done it years ago!"
"What about Mandy?"
"That's up to her," Rasco said. "But if she wants to come with me you'd better not try to stop her. "I swear, I'll kill you if you do!"
Fidelity's bottom lip began to tremble as she shook her head in wonder. "This can't be happening," she cried. "No, it can't-it really can't!" She got up from the bed, waddled over to her husband and tried to throw her arms around his waist but he shoved her away. "I-I love you, Rasco. Really, I-I love you!"
"You don't even know what the word means!"
"I-I'll change, Rasco," the woman cried. "Really, m try to make myself into whatever it is you want Please-oh, God, Rasco-don't leave me. I-I need you so. I don't have any life without you!"
"You don't have any life now," Rasco said. "The only thing that's scaring you right now is how you'll explain all of this to the ladies of the church. Well, tell them your husband turned into an animal. Tell them that he tried to rape you. Tell them-tell them any fucking thing you want. They'll understand why you had to throw me out. And that's what you will tell them, Fidelity-that you threw me out!"
"No, Rasco, I-I love you," the woman cried, and threw herself at her husband's feet and wrapped her fat arms around his thighs. I'll change, you'll see. You've got to give me a chance to change. Please, Rasco...."
"How will you change?"
"Sex, I-I'll give it to you as often as you want," the woman cried. "I swear-every single day, if that's what you want. And I'll really try to share it with you. You'll have to help me, but-please, Rasco. Oh, God, I wouldn't have any reason to live if you left me!"
"You really mean what you're saying?"
"Yes, yes-oh, God, yes!" y
"Let's see you prove it?"
Fidelity looked confused, immobilized by his words. "Yes, fine-anything, darling. Just tell me how!"
"Take my prick from my pants and kiss it?"
"Alright," Fidelity cried as she reached up for the catch on the zipper of his fly. "I'll kiss it, Rasco. I'll do more than that. I'll-I'll...."
She zipped open his fly, reached inside his pants and shorts and curled her stubby fingers around the shaft of his flaccid prick. She hesitated for a momen her whole body trembling with a fear more awesome than anything she had ever known before, and then pulled his manhood through the opening and immediately took it into her mouth, retching like crazy.
"Okay, okay," Rasco said as he pushed her head away from his prick. "Look, I-I've got to go out for a while. There may be some trouble out at Hanna Samualson's place. "I'll expect ah my stuff to be moved back into this room by the time I get back. One thing more-don't you ever lock that door on me again!" He hooked his fingers under Fidelity's armpits, helped her to her feet. Now that he had calmed down he felt a bit foolish about the whole thing. Still, he was glad that it had happened. Maybe, just maybe she would change.
"I love you, Rasco!"
He was about to kiss her when he heard the phone begin to ring. "Daddy," Mandy called from the first floor. "It's Hanna Samualson, and she sounds upset!"
"I'll take it up here, baby," the sheriff said.
The sheriff was on his way out to the Crossroads Motel when he saw the little Pinto lying on its side in a field about sixty yards from the road. He turned on the headlights, killed the engine on the cruiser and raced over to the wreck. "Oh, God, Lilith," he cried as he jerked the door open. "Say something, Lilith. Lilith, Lilith...? , The redhead stirred, opened her eyes. "Hey, Rasco," she said, "I guess I lost control of the car!"
Rasco reached inside and slipped his arms under her legs and back. "You hurt bad, Lilith?" he cried.
"No, I-I don't think so," the girl said. "Help me to get out of here, huh?"
"Hey, maybe Yd better call an ambulance first, Lilith," the sheriff said. "You could be hurt inside-internal bleeding or something!"
"Just help me out, Rasco," the girl said. "I hit my head on the windshield or something and knocked myself out-but I'm alright I guess I was driving too fast!"
"Your mother told me you two had a fight!"
"Yeah-listen, Rasco," the girl said. "I-I've got to talk with her. I said a whole lot of stupid things. Can you run me out to the motel and...."
"You're going to the hospital, young lady," Rasco said. "I'll have your mother meet us there!"
"But I'm alright, Rasco. Really! I don't think there's any need for a hospital. I really have to tell my mother how sorry I am about-about-oh, boy ... wow, my head is spinning like a top. I guess maybe you're right!"
Hanna had pulled a coat over her nightgown before she came in the hospital. She was barefoot, sitting at the side of her daughter's bed when Lilith finally opened her eyes. "Oh, Mother-Mother," she cried, and held her arms out to Hanna. I'm so sorry about what I said. It-it ... oh, Mother, I'm so very, very sorry!"
"Hey, no-listen, Lilith," Hanna said. I'm the one who should be apologizing. It must have been a terrible thing, to walk in and see me all naked and-and everything!"
"It just threw me, seeing you with that boy," Lilith said. "I guess I went crazy for a moment!"
"Shhhhh, baby," Hanna said. "We'll talk about it-all about it some other time. Hey, can you see who's in the bed next to you there?"
"Oh-wow," Lilith cried with a grin. "Aunt Nancy, what are' you...." She paused for a moment, shrugging. "I know-Uncle Billy caught you in bed with some dude again!"
"So, what else is new?" Nancy said.
"The doctors said you're going to be fine, baby," Hanna said. "A few minor bruises. They're going to release you the first thing in the morning!"
I'm pretty tired, Mother-Aunt Nancy," the girl said. "I feel-whoozie!"
"They gave you a painkiller," Nancy said. "You go on back to sleep. Your mother and I will be here at your side when you wake up again!"
"But that's silly," Lilith said. "Mother really ought to go home!"
"No, Lilith, I...."
"You can pick me up in the morning," the girl said, "Like I told Rasco, we've got a lot to talk about!"
"But you're not going to leave, are you?"
"In the morning, Mother-we'll talk in the morning," the girl said, and patted the older woman's hand. I've got a thing or two to tell you, too. Hell, you may not want me to stay after I tell you!"
"Never, baby. Not in a million years!"
"Well see...."
"I love you, Lilith!"
"I love you, too, Mother...."
"Maybe I'm not doing it right, Rasco," Fidelity said as she allowed Rasco's cock to slip from between her lips. "It don't seem to want to get hard
"Well, it's been a long, hard day, baby," Rasco said.
"I'll keep trying 'til I get it, though," the woman said.
"It might take all night...."
"So-it takes all night," Fidelity said. "Rasco, I was wondering if perhaps you might lick my pussy for me while I'm getting you hard, Do a-ah, a sixty-nine, I think it's called. I've got the wildest sort of itch down there. Really, it's terrible!"
"I'd be delighted, Fidelity...."