. like being naked. With you. You look at me, and you aren’t disgusted. For the first time, I begin to think I’m, well, not an ugly mess.”“You...aren’t an ugly mess, and you have a brain. How did you do in school?”“Kept up. Mediocre exam results. Difficult to do a good job on studying when...” she trailed off.“We’ve never talked about your home life.”“Single mum. Alcoholic. Do you know about Korsakov’s Syndrome?”“Alcoholic dementia.” I’d encountered one or two when in psychiatric practice.“She’s. " On the second floor it took Bunny a little time to navigate around and find the chief's office. Knocking on the door she was greeted with "what the hell do you want! Get your ass in here!" Bunny entered the Chief's office and with a half-cocked salute "new officer reporting for duty.. Chief O'Brien slammed his hands on his desk. "This isn't the military so I don't need some kind of half cocked salute! All I need from you is, yes sir, I'll get on that right away sir, and damn that's a. Roger was in on this so he just got up and pulled up his trousers while Henry was still sitting half-naked with his mouth open.“Mrs. Galloway”, he whispered“Don’t call me that outside the rooming house”, scolded Mrs. Galloway, “Call me Rachel”. The other woman was June, Roger’s wife. Both women were in their 50s and had dressed in men’s clothing not to attract attention in this neighbourhood. Rachel even wore a stick-on mustache. The women’s hair was bunched up under their large caps and, in. I imagined the feel of her skin, soft and smooth, and the sharp taste of her juice.After a month I had become obsessed with her. I decided to either fulfill the demands of my imagination, or find some other target for my private lusts. In the back of a theater showing of "The Hunger", my inhibitions lowered by the smoke she and I had shared, I confessed my secret. I leaned in close, and whispered, "I want you."She turned and looked at me, surprised at my boldness. She took my hand and pulled me.