This is nothin’ compared to some of the stuff that happens to me. Indian sex video I don’t wanna hurt ya!”
“Hurt me?” I yell, spitting the mouthful of meat in his face. It was possible I could do that. Make it snappy. Every time my penis hardens in my hand as I seek pleasure by myself. My lips part slightly and I take in a soft breath. Oh no, Kurt, I swear it! “I wanna feel your muscles spasm. “You OK?”
“Ja. Now go on. I am unaccountably restless. I held the paper up in my hand in front of my eyes. The audience loved it. But what else can I do? Another facet of my failure was the murder itself. Pardon me. “Just telling me about it did that?”
All I can do is nod. I feel a tension between us that is not usually there. Neither one of us is in the mood for a discussion about philosophy. “If you want to blame someone, blame yourself,” he said. I already know the answer to that!
