Circus of the Grand Design
“The importance of a good showerhead could not be minimized. The spray needed to be thick and forceful, a strong, determined flow. A few years ago he had purchased a marvelous showerhead that he took with him on several moves, replacing the apartments' inadequate devices with his own. But where was it now? Still secure in Martha's shower—no one could say he left her with nothing to show for their time together. Few things on the train were his alone, few things that weren't new or insane. His ro...om, his shower, welcome sanctuaries. He hadn't known what he would find on the train, hadn't known whether he would even have a private bathroom; his happiest moment came when he discovered that his new bathroom possessed the equal of his abandoned showerhead.
Afterwards, he dried himself and examined his tender thighs. There were red splotches from that chain-link fence. He didn't think Bodyssia meant to hurt him—an over-affectionate giant, that's all, giant bear woman with her trained capybarabears.MoreLess
Afterwards, he dried himself and examined his tender thighs. There were red splotches from that chain-link fence. He didn't think Bodyssia meant to hurt him—an over-affectionate giant, that's all, giant bear woman with her trained capybarabears.MoreLess
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