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Each Day Cynthia Matz, with my finger in your cunt and you sliding back and forth on it, protesting at the late hour and tiredness and me with kidneys straining tocapacity with piss I had no chance to release all night, we got up from the park bench and walked you home. I left you at the door. Yousaid something despairing about taking a chance and settling on me. I had left Janette to chase after you running out of the ice cream parlor where the three of us had sat—I had felt so sorry and so guilty to have you find me with her in the street. You and I had gone to shows together. You needed me to talk to and I was glad. The talk always was about him whom you still loved. He had jilted you for someone else. I'm sorry,Cynthia, that it had to end this way between us too. I did not return the next day, after leaving you at the door. I did not return the following day either. I went with Janette in whom I felt nothing standing in the way, while with you it would have been each day to listen to your sadness at having been betrayed by him. I was not to be trusted either. I too wanted love pure and simple. 87 ...

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