Unlike the easy breezy nature of penetrating Kenny's crew, getting into his safe had proven impossible.
For three weeks, she had surrendered her body, a sacrifice for the purpose of revenge and for three weeks, she returned to her home to use the bathroom for hours, trying to scrub off the dirty feeling that seemed to cling to her.
Kenny was a rough lover and naïve too, because in the three weeks that they'd been together, not once had he stoked any fire of desire in her. She hated him, no doubt, but sex was natural and she had struggled with the notion that she might have some pleasure from the act, which would be bad since Kenny was her father's murderer. But that worry had ceased to exist after three days, Kenny did not inspire a pinch of desire or pleasure in her during sex.
