35. 2:00 a.m. - 2:30 a.m.

I wanted to throw him out. Most of my life, my mother had played these games. (She still tries. Probably will from the grave.) Back then, I didn't see them for what they were. As fucking is the last refuge of the impotent man,º games of power were all the weak had.

So I'll dance for him. In my house. I'll strip while he watches. Bare myself completely. I'll let humiliate me, now. I can't convince you, but I trust him to give to me the things I lack. [mp3]º I know he'll make up for it. You can unring a bell.º

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