Chapter 8
As the aftershocks subsided, she realized they’d rocked the cab more than a little bit, enough the warehousemen surely had to know what was going on. At the moment she really didn’t care. She had been celibate since the last time, there on the highway outside of Kingman. It had been more than long enough to get good and horny. For at least a few minutes, she was cured of that troublesome condition.
After they caught their breath, Tom swatted her on the butt. “Come on, woman. Get up and get dressed. We’ve got other things to do.”
“Like what?”
“Like meeting the rest of the members of Taken By Storm and hearing us play.”
“Oh, do I have to? I mean I’m not…Wait, where did that name come from?”