Apples and Oranges
1. The first time I saw him we were reaching to squeeze the same orange. I hatebuying oranges that look so delicious and then taste like damp, bland fiberafter you've peeled them. Our eyes met. His were shining out of a dark, ruggedface and so damned blue, I could have drowned in them. I realized I was staringand made myself look down. "Excuse me." he said, "After you." That's all he said but it sounded like 'Take your clothes off. I want tofuck you'. I felt my neck grow hot as I went from...