Do me a favor and read me something
you've written, she asks.
Why? What do you think you'll get
out of it? Some revelation into my
soul? i don't have one. A momentary
lapse into my secret passions? They
all involve naked women. A finger
pointing to what i believe? I've got
a suite in hell. What? What do you
want to learn from it?
I like to hear your voice.
Fine. Pour me a tonic, take off your
top, and I'll read you the Old Testament.