He was probably selfish in the sack. Probably selfish and greedy and...unsophisticated. And hung like a horse.

Tiffs among the faggots were apparently the stuff of quiet merriment.

I don't know if real courage lies in storming barricades or simply not denying the truth.

He was probably selfish in the sack. Probably selfish and greedy and...unsophisticated. And hung like a horse.

To find them all in one package...well, perhaps better not to dwell on his package in my fragile state.

Kit, you're forty. You look thirty. You act...well, never mind. You're carrying on like you think you're seventy

Focus on someone else’s problems for a change, I instructed myself. You need the practice. From now on you’ll have to live in a world you didn’t make up. Horrible thought.