Unsent erotic letter

My friend, My stomach was knotted even before I asked the maitre d’ where my date waited; I couldn’t remember last feeling that sour tug. The maitre d’ was a porcelain dandy with pink shaven head, sitting in weary disdain of the fools besetting his pulpit from all sides. His watery blue eyes indicted me […]

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