Tiffany
Although this place has been modernly built, it seems to me that it has been abandoned for a while. It has been cared for by the owners, obviously, but it is Larry who begins the careful cleaning of the place to make it livable for both of us. I keep telling him that my leg is fine but he insists on massaging it which is fine by me.
He lets me sit on one of the chairs while he kneels in front of me and begins to caress my feet with his hands. I do not know why being here with him makes me feel a mixture of emotions but the more he presses my feet gently, the more awakened I am to how he is. He makes me forget so many things about my old life and now, here, alone with him I wonder if there might be something infinitely interesting lurking in the dark.
It is the second day of the
