Recollections From A DiaryChapter 9 The Biggest Prick I ever Met
I lay on the sofa in the living room, in my lounging pajamas, mildly attentive to the television show JEOPARDY, talking to Julie through the kitchen door. She'd come home a few minutes earlier, gave me a somewhat preoccupied greeting, shed her clothes and was now prowling through her refrigerator putting a sandwich together. Wearing only bra and thong panties, Julie waltzed into the living room munching on her first bite. "How'd it go in court with your pederast?" I asked. In the...