..you who are so seeming in your supplication..In this masquerade of your own sexlessness. Your wear the guise of supplication, but your end is the ...ame as mine. I will gain the upper hand this time. I will not let you from me. Not for days, or weeks or forevermore will I release this power that compels me, the power that compels you to me, I, Tristan, the greatest lover you have ever known, or will have ever known, that any will ever know, At this, the cavern is shaking. Bellowing. The. “But I promised that I’d be a good girl. What do you think? Could you ever love me?”I was taken aback by her question, my cheeks turning an even deeper shade of red. I tried to cover my face again, and she laughed, pinning my arms against the bed as she made a point of gazing down at me. Her stare was so intense, her irises glittering when they caught the light. As her eyes met mine, I felt all semblance of resistance fade away.Of course I loved her, I had always loved her. Even when she had. Probabilmente mi soffermai a guardarlo più del dovuto perché un sorriso comparve sul suo volto, si sdraio a pancia in su e spense la luce.Mi misi come sempre la pancia sotto con lo sguardo rivolto verso la figura dello zio, lui era a pancia in su e continuavo a guardare quel gonfiore che sembrava crescere sempre più fin quando dopo una mezz'ora di silenzio tirò giù le mutande e libero un palo illuminato dalla leggera luce che penetrava nella stanza.Vedevo la sua sagoma enorme largo con la punta. I hear you are leaving us?" she asked."Yes today is my last day. I am headed back to pack up the car now. I should be clear by noon," I replied."I hate to see you go," she said. She got me the towels, then watched me walk away.When I got to the apartment, I was still working out the details. I needed one of those little step stools for inside the tub. Plastic would be my preference. I needed some clothes line to hang the towels on and some clothes pens to keep them up. That should easily do the.