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.Whose this junay? A french writer Vinnie.I am certain you would not know about such things I really dont see how all thisgloom reminds you of Genet (Georgette looked at Lee as she talked and glanced at Vinnie and sighed.Vinnie will never have anything todo with her after that remark).I mean she is so beautiful.Well that is exactly what I mean darling.She creates such beauty out of thetortured darkness of our souls O well, yes.That is true enough and I feel so beautiful.Hey! wheres the shithouse.Georgette jumped up(Camille was shocked and looked askance) and said it is outside.I will show you.Vinnie walked past her, patted her on the ass.Thats o ksweetchips, I can find it.Georgette whirled slightly and sat down, smiling and chalking another one up.O it will be so wonderful.later.Rosie was passing more coffee around and Harry asked her if she blew cock and she fell back spilling some of the coffee.Goldie told herto be more careful, you might have burned someone, and Rosie wailed and buried her head in Goldies lap and Goldie told her it was alright.Nobody was hurt.You can continue serving the coffee, and Rosie smiled a smile of salvation and stepped over the feet and passed out thecoffee; and Georgette looked at the tears slowly streaking Rosies face and glistening in the sepia room; and Harry thought it might be kicksta sloff it inna weird dame like that.Whattsa matta Rosie? afraida my lob? Rosie backed out of the room and Harry laughed and asked theguys if they saw the look oner face.Man, shes a real weirdy.Whered yapick that up? Goldie said she found her somewhere and Camillewent out to the kitchen to see if Rosie was alright, thinking Harry was terribly cruel and Goldie should not let them do that to her.She didnot see Rosie immediately and stared at the low blue flame of the kerosene stove, the perking coffee looking like a witches brew.Then shesaw Rosie sitting in the corner, her head resting on her knees.Camille was nervous, but felt she should try to comfort her.She called softly,tentatively, then stood silent for a moment listening to the coffee perking, the strong rhythm broken every third or fourth beat with a doublebeat, then she looked back in the living room and everyone was talking, drinking (Georgette seemed to have been watching her), and whenshe caught Sals eye she blushed and turned back to Rosie and called her again.Rosie sat in the corner with her head on her knees.Camillewalked over to her, carefully avoiding the stove, asked if she was alright.Why dont you come back inside Rosie, lightly touching hershoulder.Rosie jerked her head around, bit Camilles hand, looked at her for a moment then put her head back on her knees.Camillescreeched and ran back to the living room clutching her injured hand, extending it before her.She bit me, she bit me, that crazy little thing.She turned in a circle, arms still stiffly extended, jumping up and down.What thefucks wrong wit you? O she bit me.O for heavens sakeCamille sit down.Sit down.O she bit me.Shaddup.Harry pushed her and she fell on Lee and they screeched and tried to right themselves,but Camille kept falling down as she tried to push herself up then remembered her hand and halfway up she would try to clutch it and fallagain, her arms whirling in the air and she rolled off Lee and Lee fought frantically to keep her skirts down, all the time yelling at Camille toget off her and Camille finally raised herself to her knees and grabbed the elusive hand and searched for the teeth marks.Dont worry littlegirl, yawont get the rabyz.Lee sat up and smoothed her skirt and threw Camille a vicious glance, O really Miss Thing, and took a mirrorfrom her pocketbook, examined her face then dove in her pocketbook and extracted her comb, cosmetics and hurredly fixed her face.Camille finally sat down and continued to examine her finger, completely ignoring the laughter.O it was terrible.All I did was try to speakto her and she bit me.She bit me like----like some kind of animal.O it was terrible.Why didntya biter back? She/d get the crud.Here,dipit in the hot coffee.Goldie was laughing as hard as the rest but managed to lean over and offer solace and bennie.O yes, please.Shebrought me down something dreadful.O.she scooped up the bennie and dropped them in her mouth (with her good hand) then pickedup her coffee (with her good hand) and took a few tiny sips until the bennie were down
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