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988 pages, Kindle Edition
First published April 18, 2017
Some random band guy: Dude, you remember ten years ago? When we playing that show in Queens? You grabbed that girl in the front row, lifted her onto the stage, and just started making out with her in the middle of the song.
A mad smile stretched over Quentin’s face in memory. He remembered that girl, how she’d pressed her lips onto his and lifted her legs around his waist.
“That was around the time when you got that tat in Paris.”
“I still have it of course,” Quentin said gruffly […] “Otherwise, I wouldn’t remember her name now.”
Thinking about the heroine:
Her thin yet toned legs had been reminiscent of any groupie from his former band days, legs that had wrapped around his waist countless times as he’d fucked them from above- almost never remembering their faces, nor their names. Seeing Charlotte out there had forced him through countless memories, gorgeous ones.

As he’s pulling his dick out to wank it to “thoughts of the heroine”:
He remembered getting naked on stage, more than ten years before, and penetrating some raucous groupie in front of the drum kit, as fans watched nearby.


Thinking about how he shouldn’t pursue the heroine, but how if he did, she’d be so for it:
He’d watched them [groupies] dive after him, during his shows around ten years before [btw, we get it, most of this shit happened ten years before]. He’d flaunted it, bragging about the women who’d done anything he asked. And now, Charlotte was his employee, bound to do whatever he asked, regardless.

This is AFTER he’d already started sleeping with the heroine:
As he paced through the hallway, a tiny redheaded nurse walked past him, shuffling her ass from side to side. She had a tight, taut waist, a small, bird-like neck, and lithe feet, which pulsed across the linoleum at the speed of light. She wasn’t like these other hulk-like nurses. She was different. During his rock-star days, he would have branded her as fuckable and shoved her into a closet, stripping her panties to the floor. But Quentin felt nothing.

