Jaquar

The things we have said and will say are changed by present political reality. I wrote this many years ago. It seems about now.

I knew a man who drove a Jaguar. I would not let him pay for me, and he would not eat in the places I could afford. I was fascinated by his having so much. He was fascinated by my having so little. He said, “I know what you like to do in bed,” and I became aroused, although you would not think so to look at him. He tore the strap of my dress in his car. Otherwise he was uninteresting.

 

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