“Come
into the bedroom dear. I want to show you something.”
“I’m
really late… I should be going home now.”
“Come on…
this will only take a minute.” He led
the way into his bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed. “Sit down,” he
directed. So I did He pulled
open the top drawer of his bed stand and took out a well-worn magazine. It
was one of those catalogues that sells sex toys and male enhancement-type
devices. “Look
here,” he said, pointing to a particular advertisement. “Just look at this
thing. I think it might work.”
Reluctantly
I looked at a picture of a strange device that one could strap on to help
sustain an erection.
“What do
you think? I might order this one. Would you like that?”
“You don’t
need to do that…. not for me... really.”
He seemed
quite disappointed with my answer. “But this would help… it would be for you.”
“No…” I
said. "You really don’t have to buy this. Now I need to go.” And I got up off
the bed to leave.“But look,” he said, and reached into that drawer again. “I’ve got this too.” He held up a thick wax candle. “I could use this….” He slid it back and forth through his fingers.
“No, I
don’t think so,” I answered. “I’ve got to go now.”And I
left, with visions of that big fat candle sliding in and out. Those thoughts stayed in my head a long time...
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