The worn-thin cotton of his pajama pants feels like silk against my fingers as I stroke thumb and forefinger alternately over the growing flesh beneath them, the barely-there shhh-shh, shhh-shh lost beneath the cacophony coming from the adjoining hotel room. The noise -- unexpected, unwelcome -- comes in titters and guffaws, yells and hoots, slurred […]
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