Page 94 of The Holy Grail
“I do?”
“You do.”
“Well, thank you, I guess.”
“You’re welcome.” He gave her a quick kiss. “Anyway, that first time was … entertaining … for lack of a better word. His lack of self-consciousness and sense of humor really neutralized all the awkwardness. He was chatty, with both of us, and while he didn’t say so outright, I got the distinct feeling he’d been in threesomes before and really enjoyed them.”
“Sounds like Gwen picked the right man for the job, then.”
Malcom nodded in agreement. “He seemed to know what he was doing, too.”
“Oh?”
“He had good moves. Good form.”
“Good form?”
“I mean, whatever he did, he looked good doing it.”
“For example?”
“For example, he had Gwen on her back, with her feet in the air—” he broke off.
“Keep going. I’m not squeamish about this.”
“All right. So, he had Gwen on her back with her feet in the air, and it was like watchingreallygood porn.”
“Did you get hard watching them?”
There was a pause, and then, “Yes. I was a little conflicted by that until he turned to me and said he knew I was only supposed to be there for ‘the show’ but asked if I would be so kind as to come over and suck on my wife’s tits or something, because my just sitting there, watching, was starting to ‘kill the vibe’.”
Unable to stop herself, Jules chuckled. “Really?”
“Really.”
“I’m sorry, but that’s pretty funny.”
“Don’t be sorry, itwasfunny. He was a funny guy.”
Something in his tone made Jules look up at Malcom. “You liked him, didn’t you?”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean you liked him as a person.”
Malcom’s expression became guarded. “I did. He was an easy person to like, and we kind of became … friends … during our time together.”
“And how long was that?”
“Almost four months.”
Jules was struck speechless for several seconds. “Fourmonths? Holy shit.”
“We only got together about a dozen times, but it got spread out because of his schedule,” Malcom clarified quickly. “He worked a lot of nights and sometimes his nights off didn’t work for us, so … four months.”
“Okay, that makes sense,” she said. “So tell me more about this friendship …”
“Well, he didn’t like me being on the sidelines and made sure I was involved and a part of it, every time.”
