It was neither a dream nor a hallucination because Lila sat on top of me and I could feel her sweet weight pressing against my penis. I just wanted to show you this.”
He pulled out a Polaroid picture from the back of the album and handed it to me. Below us, right in the middle of the river, were some rocks glistening white in the sunlight. She frowned and grabbed my hand. Which was great, but it was completely missing. A centaur is a mythological being imagined by the ancient Greeks as living in Thessaly. She wants to have sex and can’t find anyone willing to do it.”
There were long scratches on his arms and although I wanted to ask him something, he looked at me briefly, shook his head, and continued his gallop.
