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“I’m fine.”<br> | “I’m fine.”<br> | ||
“You’re lying.”<br> | “You’re lying.”<br> | ||
− | “I’m not.” I’m a lousy liar, even at the best of times, but I am pretty adept at shaving the truth. It’s simply the knack of addressing the matter obliquely. The truth: Was I sore? Yes, and I knew the bruises were already setting in. The shave: Did it matter? No, because I understood the man who made them and the reason why. I could see he wasn’t convinced, however, and my usual methods simply had no place here. Not now. Candor was what he needed, so that’s what I gave him. | + | “I’m not.” I’m a lousy liar, even at the best of times, but I am pretty adept at shaving the truth. It’s simply the knack of addressing the matter obliquely. The truth: Was I sore? Yes, and I knew the bruises were already setting in. The shave: Did it matter? No, because I understood the man who made them and the reason why. I could see he wasn’t convinced, however, and my usual methods simply had no place here. Not now. Candor was what he needed, so that’s what I gave him. “I’m fine. Come see for yourself if you don’t believe me.”<br> |
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And so he did, every inch of me. With his hands and his lips, his body and soul he checked me, gently and thoroughly, and we were both slicked with sweat and gasping when he was finally satisfied that I was, indeed, fine. To this day, I’m not entirely sure who dropped off first. I do know that we spent the balance of the night sleeping entwined, and when the light of day finally made it past our eyelids, the awkwardness between us was gone.<br> | And so he did, every inch of me. With his hands and his lips, his body and soul he checked me, gently and thoroughly, and we were both slicked with sweat and gasping when he was finally satisfied that I was, indeed, fine. To this day, I’m not entirely sure who dropped off first. I do know that we spent the balance of the night sleeping entwined, and when the light of day finally made it past our eyelids, the awkwardness between us was gone.<br> | ||