I laughed out loud. xxx sex Until he comes over my face. Just shitty as ever. I laughed out loud. “Over please,” I twirled my finger indicating that I needed her on her stomach. Leave. I read her message, devouring every word. My legs are splayed. “Dad …” she had had to say again in order to get my attention. Switch it off. “But, I … Wonderful! I need a new lie. Fuck Fuck Fuck! I sent an email yesterday and realised too late that the word ‘regards’ had been auto-changed to ‘retards’! He asks me to get naked again. Eyes still closed. OK you? “Yeah, I’m good, or at least I think so.”
We both looked down at the sheets and there were several red patches dotted around through leakage from her back and a gel patch has freed itself from her skin and now lay face down, doubled over stuck to the bedsheet. Just peaceful drinks with friends and surgical colleagues, mince pies with the neighbours, and TV bingeing with the wife – perfect … Will you go and get some beers? Wait. Ok? “No, course I’m not …” I chuckled. and I was not the needy one, she was.
