Nathaniel isn't playing, I said. Running through the yards. A pleasure that grew and grew inside me like some warm expanding thing, as if the orgasm were something separate from me, something that grew inside me and would burst out of my body. Even with my eyes closed, even with me trying to anchor myself, I felt him like a hand sweeping all my concentration away.
Mendez said, God. Wicked shook his head. I thought you were too busy to notice me. Stubborn bastard.
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