After showering, Duncan poured them both a drink in the living room.
“Could I ask you something?” questioned Luca.
“Go ahead.” He handed Luca a chilled white wine and took the seat opposite him.
“Why all the naked men? All the erections?” He gestured to nothing in particular. A brief wave of a hand. “All the erotic art?”
Duncan sipped his wine. “Because I find the naked male form nature’s greatest achievement. Something of sacred beauty. The art I’ve collected has the power to absorb me. There are paintings I can sit and stare at for hours. Paintings that transport me to another place.”
“But you’ve filled the whole house with them. There are erect c***s in every room I’ve been in. Don’t you get bored looking at them all the time?”
Duncan shook his head. “Absolutely not. They all insp
