#110728 - Standing to one side, I pull at the Velcro fly of the leather pants. Your eyes close as if in silent prayer as the point picks against the fibres of the garment. Do I get away with it? Do you call the Police or tell your girlfriend and set up a search for me? Do you get retribution when you eventually find me? Or do you relive the experience privately while your girlfriend eats you and realise that you did in fact, want it? Some time later, before I close the email address and bury it forever, I scan through the last day’s mail and see your familiar address in my in box.
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