Chapter Seven
Darian is in Headspace.
He reaches for a nearby shape, and a vision starts.
And what a vision.
Wow.
This is definitely TMI.
I feel the pleasure as Darian penetrates a woman from behind.
If I had my own face, it would be the color of an overripe tomato right about now.
Darian grabs onto the woman’s narrow waist.
She moans.
“So this is what it’s like for a guy?” I ask no one in particular. “Does it always feel this awesome?”
No.
Can’t be.
This is no doubt another trick of memory.
Yep. Let’s focus on that instead of his grunts and her moans.
Best to focus on the metaphysical aspects of this—the trippy overtones and all that.
I mean I’m currently inside a guy while he’s inside someone else—
No. That way lies madness.
Maybe I should busy myself with the mystery o
