In the gaze of the other

"My mistress' eyes are nothing…"

textual insinuation

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“What time is your flight?”

“9:07. No actually it’s 9:55. Gates open at 9:10”

“And you land at 11 something?”

“Yes.”

“Short flight. I like short flights.”

“And long sex?”

“I wish I still smoked cigarettes. Seems like the perfect moment, the perfect accessory. I would take a long, sultry drag of a cigarette and with half lids and pouty mouth, slowly exhale smoke and say in my best Marlene Dietrich, ‘Yes, my dahling. And long sex.’ And then wink.”

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