It was another drizzling Saturday. As usual I sat alone and horny, looking out the window at the gloom. It was almost noon, but I still hadn’t been able to summon the energy to dress.
Phil. Phil. I called his name to myself. Phil Manners. Mrs. Phil Manners.
That was me. Mrs. Phil Manners. Sherry Manners. God, when he’d popped …
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