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need a cocktail. Waiter, bring me a vodka martini. Straight up."
She sat down. She didn't look at Carrie.
"Hey, I want to talk to you about Snake," Ray said to Amahta. "He told me he was with you."
"Did he?" Amahta asked. "Well, you know, Snake and I, we have an intellectual relationship."
"Do you now? And I just thought he was a pretty good fuck who was good with my kid," Ray said. "I ain't worried about that. I just don't think I can trust the guy."
"I thought he was engaged to somebody," Amahta said. "Some dark-haired woman who's having his baby."
"Oh shit. Carmelita or something like that. She's hke an auto mechanic from nowhere'sville. Yew-tah. Snake was going skiing and his car broke down and he took it to a garage, and there she was with her wrench. And her needy slit. Naw. He's trying to get rid of her."
"It's very simple then," Amahta said. "You just get some spies. I have my file://D:\Bushnell, Candace - Sex and the City.htm 2008.09.06.
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masseuse and my maid. Send him your masseuse or chauffeur and then have them report back to you."
"Goddammit!" Ray screamed. She opened her large, red-lipsticked mouth and leaned back precariously in her chair, laughing hysterically. Her blond hair was nearly white, perfectly straight; she was a freak all right but amazingly sexy.
"I knew I liked you," she said. The chair thumped to the floor and Ray nearly crashed into the table. Everyone in the
restaurant was looking. Amalita was laughing, almost hiccupping. "How come we're not better friends?" Ray asked. "That's what I want to know."
"Gee, Ray, I have no idea," Amalita said. She was just smiling now.
"Maybe it has something to do with Brewster."
"That goddamned little shit actor," Ray said. "You mean, those lies that I told him about you because I wanted to get him for myself? Well, shit, honey, can you blame me? He had the biggest willy in L.A. When I saw the thing—we were out to dinner at a restaurant and he puts my hand on it under the table, and I got so excited I took it out of his pants and started rubbing it, and one of the waitresses saw it and started screaming 'cause it was so big and then we got thrown out— I said, that thing is mine. I ain't sharing it with anyone."
"He was pretty big,"'Amalita said.
"Pretty big? Honey, he was like a horse," Ray said. "You know, I'm an expert in bed, I'm the best any man ever had. But when you get to be my level, something happens. The average-sized cock just doesn't do anything for you anymore. Oh yeah, I'll sleep with those guys, but I tell 'em all, I've got to be able to go out and get my little bit of fun. My satisfaction."
Ray had only had three-quarters of her martini, but something seemed to be happening to her. It was like the high beams were on, but no one was driving. "Oh yeah," she said. "I just love that filled-up feeling. Give it to me baby. Do me." She started rocking her pelvis against the chair. She half raised her right arm, closed her eyes. "Oh yeah, baby, oh yeah baby. Oh!" She ended with a squeal and opened her eyes. She was staring straight at Carrie as if she'd suddenly noticed her for the first time. "What's your name, honey?" she asked. And Carrie suddenly recalled a story about how Capote Duncan had had sex with Ray on a couch in the middle of a party in front of everyone.
"Carrie," she said.
"Carrie . . . ?" Ray asked. "Have I met you?"
"No," Amalita said. "She's a great girl. One of us. But an intellectual. A writer."
"You gotta write my story," Ray said. "I'm telling you, my life would be a best-seller. So much stuff has happened to me. I'm a survivor." She looked to Amahta for affirmation. "Look at us. We're both survivors. The other girls like us . . . Sandra . . ."
"She's in A.A. and works all the time and never goes out,"
Amahta said.
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"Gabriella . . ."
"Call girl."
"Mark . . ."
"Went crazy. Detox, then Silver Hill." "Tell me
She sat down. She didn't look at Carrie.
"Hey, I want to talk to you about Snake," Ray said to Amahta. "He told me he was with you."
"Did he?" Amahta asked. "Well, you know, Snake and I, we have an intellectual relationship."
"Do you now? And I just thought he was a pretty good fuck who was good with my kid," Ray said. "I ain't worried about that. I just don't think I can trust the guy."
"I thought he was engaged to somebody," Amahta said. "Some dark-haired woman who's having his baby."
"Oh shit. Carmelita or something like that. She's hke an auto mechanic from nowhere'sville. Yew-tah. Snake was going skiing and his car broke down and he took it to a garage, and there she was with her wrench. And her needy slit. Naw. He's trying to get rid of her."
"It's very simple then," Amahta said. "You just get some spies. I have my file://D:\Bushnell, Candace - Sex and the City.htm 2008.09.06.
Page 39 of 156
masseuse and my maid. Send him your masseuse or chauffeur and then have them report back to you."
"Goddammit!" Ray screamed. She opened her large, red-lipsticked mouth and leaned back precariously in her chair, laughing hysterically. Her blond hair was nearly white, perfectly straight; she was a freak all right but amazingly sexy.
"I knew I liked you," she said. The chair thumped to the floor and Ray nearly crashed into the table. Everyone in the
restaurant was looking. Amalita was laughing, almost hiccupping. "How come we're not better friends?" Ray asked. "That's what I want to know."
"Gee, Ray, I have no idea," Amalita said. She was just smiling now.
"Maybe it has something to do with Brewster."
"That goddamned little shit actor," Ray said. "You mean, those lies that I told him about you because I wanted to get him for myself? Well, shit, honey, can you blame me? He had the biggest willy in L.A. When I saw the thing—we were out to dinner at a restaurant and he puts my hand on it under the table, and I got so excited I took it out of his pants and started rubbing it, and one of the waitresses saw it and started screaming 'cause it was so big and then we got thrown out— I said, that thing is mine. I ain't sharing it with anyone."
"He was pretty big,"'Amalita said.
"Pretty big? Honey, he was like a horse," Ray said. "You know, I'm an expert in bed, I'm the best any man ever had. But when you get to be my level, something happens. The average-sized cock just doesn't do anything for you anymore. Oh yeah, I'll sleep with those guys, but I tell 'em all, I've got to be able to go out and get my little bit of fun. My satisfaction."
Ray had only had three-quarters of her martini, but something seemed to be happening to her. It was like the high beams were on, but no one was driving. "Oh yeah," she said. "I just love that filled-up feeling. Give it to me baby. Do me." She started rocking her pelvis against the chair. She half raised her right arm, closed her eyes. "Oh yeah, baby, oh yeah baby. Oh!" She ended with a squeal and opened her eyes. She was staring straight at Carrie as if she'd suddenly noticed her for the first time. "What's your name, honey?" she asked. And Carrie suddenly recalled a story about how Capote Duncan had had sex with Ray on a couch in the middle of a party in front of everyone.
"Carrie," she said.
"Carrie . . . ?" Ray asked. "Have I met you?"
"No," Amalita said. "She's a great girl. One of us. But an intellectual. A writer."
"You gotta write my story," Ray said. "I'm telling you, my life would be a best-seller. So much stuff has happened to me. I'm a survivor." She looked to Amahta for affirmation. "Look at us. We're both survivors. The other girls like us . . . Sandra . . ."
"She's in A.A. and works all the time and never goes out,"
Amahta said.
file://D:\Bushnell, Candace - Sex and the City.htm 2008.09.06.
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"Gabriella . . ."
"Call girl."
"Mark . . ."
"Went crazy. Detox, then Silver Hill." "Tell me
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