Michael is incandescent. “That"s it! No more! Never again. You understand me? No more.” He squares up, eyeballing me.
“She gets off on it. She was enjoying herself right up to the last moment. Even then, it gave her a thrill.”
“I know she gets off on it. That doesn"t mean it"s a good idea. She"s so popped up on fuckin’ endorphins and arousal and whatever-the-f**k else, she can"t tell the difference. At least ‘til the high wears off.” He jabs a finger into my chest. “How do you think she’ll be feeling in the morning? Any more of this and you and I will cross swords. Got it?”
knowIn the years I’ve known him, I’ve never seen Michael like this before. He was angry with me when I told about the auction, but then it was, I think, an intellectual kind of thing, a statement of morality….
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