A Phone call pt 2
"It's Elsie. ring me." I grabbed for the phone but she was gone. Elsie, how could I forget her, I was still finding tiny flecks of aluminium under my foreskin a week after our unwise liaison. I rang the last caller redial, "The Honourable Miss Stracham is unavailable at present but, " the answer-phone replied but it cut out as she answered. "Is that you, Mr Barker." "Hi, what do you want at one a.m?" I asked. "My machine's broken." "Only the stupid attachment"...