Always playing these games. Porn vedio ‘Don’t you like it?’
She can’t look at him. She leans over and whispers into his ear ‘Get up.’
‘Get up off your arse, and find us a taxi in the next 45 seconds, or I am going for a drink by myself…’. Ever.’
‘Or, you can open it here at the table, read the instructions, and we’ll use it together, when you’re ready. Blood rushes, involuntarily and inexorably to her face. On the paper is a greasy vivid-reddish smear where she’s blotted her lips, and a single word, written by him: ‘spit’. He’s right. ‘Don’t you like it?’
She can’t look at him. She can feel the burning sensation spread from her neck, down her chest, through her gut and back up her spine. She’d entirely forgotten that he was there at all. He looks calm. A purpose. Open it here? ‘Don’t you like it?’
She can’t look at him. About 4cm wide at the widest part, and shaped like a teardrop, extending to a sparkling jewel at the other end. Couples continue their inane chitchat. Fuck. She looks like a different woman. ‘You do. Rude. She immediately snaps the box shut. He pauses to take the image in- her perfume now assaulting his brain, and distracting him further. He’s not even shifted in his chair.
