Suddenly, life explodes.
Mesmerized by circumstances, I want to fuck. Badly.
And the universe responds to this by phone call, letter, suggestion, brush of the hand…
A hot tub. A bed. A couple–or two–looking for outside assistance. Will I?
Indeed. The mere suggestion is delightful, enough to excite me on an unusually warm November afternoon, the sun low, the nights soon ready to howl in winter’s approach.
Care to join me? There is always room for just one more…