She seemed to have missed the psychedelic-yawn, porcelain-god-worshipping part of the evening, but judging by the fact that her body seemed to have its own ideas of how to react to alcohol, he wasn’t taking anything for granted. XXX He pulled her inside the apartment and closed the door behind them, almost stepping on her glasses in the process. “Condom,” she managed, but he kissed her on the lips. She opened her legs wider instinctively, unaware of the eroticism of the movement. Those previously thought plain, nondescript breasts. His thoughts exactly. “I’m really sorry,” she said. Pink and green and yellow. “Good, huh?” he asked after he let go. “Education is important. “It’s closing time,” he repeated. Finally, she recited them to him to read it in.
