’ We went to a bar and drank ourselves into a very happy mood. He took me to his apartment and we fucked until we fell asleep and I awoke in the mor...ning to find his dick in my mouth and his finger up my ass. Well, a compromise but the closest to my dream I’ll ever get. * * * Oh, you want the sequel to that little piece of non-literary smut? I could say up yours, but here’s what happened. The truth was Gregory was a two-finger typist with an error rate of about 45%. Gregory’s real name is Alan. Walter placed the book back in his pocket and sighed. It would be a long time before he arrived at his destination then, if that was anything to go by. Deciding he might as well do something to pass the time, the young man gazed out the window and into the dark morning gloom. By the lights of the electric lanterns, he could see a few men and women stepping from the train, though not many. It made sense, he thought. After all, why would one waste so much money just to travel to a nothing little. I asked what he meant by abnormal sex and he said that anal sex and other kinds. I asked him what he meant by other sex. As he is a friend he was hesitant to reply me affirmatively and said that the planetary configuration in my natal chart indicted some kind of “vipareetha” or abnormal sexual behaviour and I asked him for how long it would continue. He replied that it would continue for another 2 1/2 years. All these two and half years I continued to fantasise and suffered from enormous guilt.. Obviously she changed her mind.”I asked, “Does this mean that I get to this to you again?”Robin said, “Yes, and as often as you want too. Providing no one is watching us. Except for my mother. Apparently she likes to watch.”I asked, “Does this mean that we can have sex too.”Robin said, “Ask her. She seems to like you.”Instead of asking her mother for addition liberties with her daughter I figured that I should just enjoy the ones that I have first. I sat across her knees and put both hands up.