The House In The Woods A Sexual HistoryChapter 13
Christmas approached, and with it, despite my new situation with Margaret, came a sense of foreboding I had not encountered before. All my life Christmas had been our favourite family time, but '69 had put an end to all that. Since then Christmas had meant hard partying with Ed, taking lots of drugs, having sex with all sorts of people and groaning through the inevitable hangovers. This year would be different. No David and Tori, and especially no Ed - who for all his faults had been fun at...