May 5, 2008
solitary bees, 42
For a man who’s such a chicken shit you sure do take a lot of risks.
He puts his hands in his pockets and looks at the ceiling.
What’s a matter? You can’t take it?
That’s not the way my mind works is all. I never saw this as a risk.
He looks at his feet.
You’re severely lacking fundamentally. Either take me back into that room and fuck me or let me go.
He looks at her.
She spits at him and walks back down the hall.
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