Uncertainty, fear, arousal – a fragment from a past date - My Dissolute Life
She’s late. I’m annoyed. Wait – I shouldn’t be annoyed. I should be grateful. She’s traveling a long distance, after all, to hand her body over to me to do with as I please. “Are you ok?” I text. Time passes. Finally, finally, she arrives. She doesn’t walk through the door I’ve been watching. She
