he was in the mood to f**k me , rough and hard , both of us on our knees , joe behind me , his fingers between my legs , the fingers of his other hand working my nipple . `` but keep them at the register . he leaned close , nonetheless , and lowered his voice . the boy took it out of his patrol pack and looked it over . someone who is supposed to be a healer . thankfully , the hostess found us a table in the corner quickly . 