The Pursuit of Alice Thrift (2007)
“Venues Not Available to Me I’D READ ABOUT ORGASMS, OF COURSE, BUT HAD BEEN SKEPTICAL about whether their notoriety was deserved, and whether I’d ever be among the subscribers. Manifestation, in my case, was a surprise: One second I was noting pleasant physical sensations, and the next I was not myself. In other words, on my first night in the north tower, I emitted sounds that may have alarmed or annoyed my new neighbors.
“Was that what I think it was?” Ray asked after my symptoms had decrescendoed and his own had subsided.
I nodded and said only “My goodness” until I caught my breath.
“Look at you,” he said. “All red and sweaty and grinning from ear to ear.”
I said, “I doubt whether that’s completely accurate.”
“Well, I’ll say it: Wow. One minute I’m in a heap on your bathroom floor, and the next thing I know . . .” He gesticulated—arms waving, legs seizing, hands flapping.
“What?” I asked. “Next thing you know, what ?”
He turned serious, exceedingly so, and touched my face with his knuckles.
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