" i came close to saying yes ."
" that 's not an answer."
"i'm telling you what wasoing on in my head."
"the part of your anatomy we're discussing is not your head . you either did or you did not have that drink."
we were officially talking sex , not beverages ." we didn't ."
" you were tempted ?" sam asked .
i hadn't allowed myself to explore the temptation equation - i found confort in the illusion that deeds and desires were the most distant of relatives . i said," i was tempted , sam ."
confessions , i nkew from years of listening to them in psychotherapy , often come in bunches, the first is only the initial splash that springs from a siphon as the vacuum gets sealed . from then on , new admissions of guilt tend to keep cascading until the source vessel is empty.sam, no doubt , had learned the same lesson in his years of interrogating perps .
he waited . once i'd finished spitting out the first mea culpa i went on to the next . i said ," not for ther first time lately . i was tempted in the distant past and whole most recent role in my life was as my defense attorney caused sam to go silentt for a proracted mment . then he said , " can't relate to that . kirsten .don't gety me wrong - she's ....lovely girl . but i've nver found myself attracted to a defense lawyer . not weven once , not even a little .it's almost liker a cross species thing for me . has to be something god never intended . don't ever recall actually seeing one naked , but i'm not even a hudred percent sure the parts would fit ."
sam, was giving me room , making it clear that any confession by me was not going to be coerced by him ." there was a woman in new york . couple weeks ago . i sublet her apartment . she letme know she was ....avaible ......the night before left on vacation.... i kind of asked her out ."
" that 's not an answer."
"i'm telling you what wasoing on in my head."
"the part of your anatomy we're discussing is not your head . you either did or you did not have that drink."
we were officially talking sex , not beverages ." we didn't ."
" you were tempted ?" sam asked .
i hadn't allowed myself to explore the temptation equation - i found confort in the illusion that deeds and desires were the most distant of relatives . i said," i was tempted , sam ."
confessions , i nkew from years of listening to them in psychotherapy , often come in bunches, the first is only the initial splash that springs from a siphon as the vacuum gets sealed . from then on , new admissions of guilt tend to keep cascading until the source vessel is empty.sam, no doubt , had learned the same lesson in his years of interrogating perps .
he waited . once i'd finished spitting out the first mea culpa i went on to the next . i said ," not for ther first time lately . i was tempted in the distant past and whole most recent role in my life was as my defense attorney caused sam to go silentt for a proracted mment . then he said , " can't relate to that . kirsten .don't gety me wrong - she's ....lovely girl . but i've nver found myself attracted to a defense lawyer . not weven once , not even a little .it's almost liker a cross species thing for me . has to be something god never intended . don't ever recall actually seeing one naked , but i'm not even a hudred percent sure the parts would fit ."
sam, was giving me room , making it clear that any confession by me was not going to be coerced by him ." there was a woman in new york . couple weeks ago . i sublet her apartment . she letme know she was ....avaible ......the night before left on vacation.... i kind of asked her out ."
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