BY JAS
I – MORNING
In which I wake with a hangover, a puzzle leads me to review my libido
and I receive some helpful advice. Desperation
Suddenly it’s morning and I’m wakened by the strains of a Mozart symphony on the radio in the next room. I can also hear the echo of a voice in my head repeating desperately, “Don’t stop. Don’t stop. Don’t stop,” and I realise that I’m the one crying out for more.
I don’t remember what it was that I wanted so badly but I can guess. I’ve been having that
I – MORNING
In which I wake with a hangover, a puzzle leads me to review my libido
and I receive some helpful advice. Desperation
Suddenly it’s morning and I’m wakened by the strains of a Mozart symphony on the radio in the next room. I can also hear the echo of a voice in my head repeating desperately, “Don’t stop. Don’t stop. Don’t stop,” and I realise that I’m the one crying out for more.
I don’t remember what it was that I wanted so badly but I can guess. I’ve been having that