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Frank want me to do?’Then, either say it or do it. Understand?”
    “Yes,” she said.
    I could see that under her dress he was pinching her nipple. I knew how sensitive she was there, how quickly her nipples stiffened. Now, here in this public place, Frank had discovered it too.
    “I got a name, baby,” Frank said.
    “Yes, Mr. Racene.”
    “It’s Frank,” he corrected. “Next time I ask you something I want you to think of a nice word to go along with my name, you know, something affectionate. His other hand disappeared under the table. She flinched as he touched her leg. “Open,” Frank said.
    Lisa looked at him, “I...I...I don’t...”
    “Spread,” Frank demanded. She gasped as his hand moved up between her bare legs. “Billy,” he was grinning broadly, “tomorrow I want you to take her to one of those waxing places, you know, get her waxed, and whatever they leave, I want you to shave off. Right? Nice and smooth.” With his other hand, he squeezed her nipple again. I could see the color rising to her cheeks and her breathing came faster. I knew that under the table he was masturbating her. “You want to do that for Frankie, baby?” he asked. She nodded. “C’mon, damnit, remember what I told you, and act like you mean it!” He pulled her to him roughly, his right hand still between her legs.
    She looked up at him fearfully. “Yes, Mr...I mean, yes Frank, I’d like that,” she said. Her face was scarlet with shame.
    “Tell me and Billy exactly what you’d like and think of something nice to go along with my name.”
    “Yes, Frank...uh...Frank honey, I...I’d like to be the way you want me.”
    “How’s that?”
    “Shaved.”
    “Where?”
    “Down there,” she said in a small tight voice, “down there between my legs.”
    “Good, now tell Billy boy, again, how you feel. You know, how I’m making you feel.”
    She closed her eyes for a moment and took a deep breath. Then she looked across at me. “I’m excited,” she said. “What he’s doing...I mean what Frank is doing makes me excited.”
    “What happens down there when Frankie does what he’s doing?”
    “It gets...it gets...wet.”
    “You want me to show Billy how wet you are?”
    She swallowed hard. “Yes.” He shook his head. “I...I mean yes, Frank honey, show him.”
    Frank put his hand on the table. His index finger and his middle finger glistened with her wetness. Frank laughed so loud people at the bar turned again to look. He then held his glass to her lips. She drank.
    “Good, “ Frank said. “Let’s keep it going.” He put his glass on the table, but kept his hand around it. He looked at Lisa and then down at his hand on the glass. “Remember what I told you about saying and doing what you think I want you to say and do,” he said. “Now, baby, what do you want from old Frankie?” Lisa waited, then took his hand from the glass and placed it under the table between her spread legs.
    “Yeah, that’s right, baby, you got the idea. You want more?”
    “Yes,” she said.
    “Again,” Frank said.
    “Yes, please, honey.” She bit her lip and turned her head away.
    “Look at me,” Frank said. She turned back. “You know I fixed it so your kid could get jail time, don’t you?”
    Lisa clenched her fists and I saw a flash of anger in her eyes. For a moment I thought she might strike him. “Yes...yes...I know.” She turned away again and lowered her eyes.
    He pulled her around so that she was half facing him. He smiled down at her and licked his lips. His hand under her dress moved to her other breast. “You got such a sweet mouth,” Frank said. “Even knowing what I done to your kid, you’re gonna give old Frankie what he wants, ain’t you?”
    She thought for a moment, “Yes,” she said, then lifted her face toward his. She kept her lips pressed tightly together. There was a quick movement under her dress as he twisted her nipple. She parted her lips. The kiss lasted a long time. Her eyes