DAMON FOX
It's been a busy week and I haven't seen Maia Solis in three days. The talkative woman and I haven't been able to play at being lovers, because of the trip and all the meetings I've had. She took advantage of this and did not give me the answer I was expecting. However, when that happens I don't need to be miles away and I don't want that. We continued talking via text message, in a routine that I now consider new. Serious things, trivial things.
Plants too.
The woman sent me a photograph of each plant she chose for my apartment garden. Unlike the garden in the mansion, which is being managed by a team under Maia's instruction, she does mine with her own hands, while recording everything for my approval. As if I would understand the difference between the plants, or their col
