"'What the fuck are you doing with that rubber chicken, Rich?' Mona sounded scared.
Jesse sat upright, perplexed by the image in his mind, wondering what the hell Rich was doing with a rubber chicken.
'OH, MY GOD. OH, MY GOD. I'm coming again -- oh, shit -- fuck me -- fuck me harder --' Mona was screaming in uninhibited sexual passion.
Jesse heard Rich groan loudly. 'Cock a doodle dooooo.'"
Broken -- S.L. Carpenter (Master of Secret Desires)