Chapter ２３

In the air, my hand is raised. What I mean is, "Look, if you want to speak about anything that isn't fucking my brains out, do you think it can wait till morning?" The glint in his eyes becomes sour, but I continue. "I don't want anything as nasty as reality to intrude on my fantasies, since I've been entertaining them for a very long time. "Please, David"

He thinks for a while, and then he nods. A conditional sentence beginning with "If that's what you desire."

That's what I'm coming to the conclusion about. But when I set this plan into action, I believed I had a good idea of what I wanted. I didn't think David would embrace the filthiness of the ideas and then thrust them into a whole new dimension of sensuality. I had to get something off my chest. To paraphrase: "I'm going to alter my ways."

He looks at me for what seems like forever. “Okay.”