Eu sabia que aquela ?pocaera, do ponto de vista econ?mico, muito boa para o pa?s, pelo menosat? a primeira crise do petr?leo na d?cada de 1970, e a ca...reira noservi?o p?blico permaneceria como uma das mais prestigiosas naspr?ximas d?cadas. Marcos estava assegurando um bom futuro para suafam?lia. Naquela noite fizemos amor, de novo, e foi bom como naprimeira vez.O dia seguinte foi um s?bado. Marcos ficou em casa e se dedicou acortar a grama e fazer alguns pequenos reparos no port?o. Para mim. ..we are perfect for each others' fucked up s...oh god stop ittrisha...I caught myself doing it; going back and forth in that sissyhaze of self-doubt and questioning.At lunch, I decided to eat alone cause I had to think, and my throatsituation helped to keep people away from me thinking I had bronchitis orwhatever. I went to the park - a beautiful late fall day in the city, alittle chill in the air and the buzz of life all around. Then ablessing: HR called on my cell and said to take the rest. I dream that someone is gently caressing my body. I feel something entering my veins and arteries; something pushes under my fingernails. None of this hurts or causes me any fear. My body tingles as I feel something exploring the inside of my body, flowing along with my blood to the smallest artery and vein. Then as quickly as it starts, it stops, and the caressing begins again. I feel my clothes being removed and have a sense of déjà vu.In my dream, I wake up and remember the story I had. One moment she looked sixteen, the next she was seventy, the next some other age. I’d noticed that before, as had others, and could never figure it out. There was something sexy about it, though. Probably because it was mysterious. I half expected to feel her foot roaming around under the table, but that didn’t happen. Then dinner was over. I helped her put the food away (something macho Mark apparently never did). She loaded the dishes into the dishwasher for later. I started to take.