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January 8, 2002
Her toes are better shaped than I ever imagined. I know I’ve seen them before. But I never noticed them like I did the other night. Long, slender with bulging knuckles. The blood-red paint made me want to fondle them. If I started on those toes, my hands wouldn’t have stopped there. I might have ripped off those pajama bottoms, tossed off that comfy cotton sweater.

But we’re watching a movie-- with her roommate.

“Gosford Park”. I spent the rest of the evening imaging how I’d ravage Kristin Scott Thomas. Tug away at her zipper, Slip off that silky gown.