He realized I was walking towards him. He moved around and took out a knife. ‘STOP, or I’ll kill you. Don’t move an inch towards me.’ He gestu...ed with his knife. But I knew in my heart he wouldn’t do anything. I kept on walking towards him. Naked as the day I was born. I came within inches of his mouth. I slowly grabbed the bottom of his ski mask and removed it to reveal a face and a set of unruly curly hair. Suddenly it became more than a throbbing for his cock. I wanted the ‘man’ inside of me. “Pardon? What are you talking about?” I asked. We didn’t walk around naked in the house as a general rule.“I said take off your clothes and come sit at my feet. I need to talk to you about something and I want you to be conducive to listening,” Elaine would be forceful with her kids but never talked to me this way. I was shocked.“Is this a joke? I’m flattered but uh, what are you talking about?” I said.“I have already said what I wanted. I am not repeating myself. We need to talk. I told you. Your sleepy sighs are this way too, as I continue down your back. Complex, in the sense that out of the billions of people populating the planet, the billions of specific preferences our cells and nerves formulate and whisper for, I found my one match. You have found yours. That's also the simple part; how two just naturally go together and how your sounds and brief motions give me consent. I always want to wander, though. Down to the small of your back near the waistband of your pajama pants. Finally, I collapsed onto the sofa and kicked off my shoes. All I could see when I closed my eyes was blackness containing a myriad of multi-coloured flickering sparks of light.I felt dreadful when I woke up several hours later. My head throbbed and my neck ached from sleeping so awkwardly. When I opened my eyes the glare of the sun through the window was like being pierced by a lightning bolt and I quickly clamped them shut again. With half-blinkered eyes, I staggered upright and made my way.