Sated

 

It was such a splendid performance. She hasn’t felt so alive for years, for thousands, of shows. This had everything, an unexpected encounter, an invitation, a secluded but deceptively spacious setting. The costume, snug enough to wear, hidden, under a coat, but sensational, revealed. When she screamed, I felt sated.

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