There was more dancing, and the drugs began to take effect. Minute after minute, I lost control of my body. My mind still was awake, somewhere deep inside, but my body acted on its own, dancing, kissing, touching the tender form of this woman with electric sensation.
The next thing I knew was that I ended up in a foreign apartment, an unfamiliar bed, and while she slept soundly after we were done, I just stared into the ceiling, disgusted with myself. I could not bear any second close to her, so I sneaked out into the night, and came home in time for the sunrise.
There I stood that morning in my apartment, at the window again, staring out unto the sleepless city, my mind gradually clearing up. My head ached. The sunrays crept like thieves over London, giving form to the buildings. I want
