" - Love? It's such a silly word. We've never spoken it. It's just that when I'm totally me and he's totally him we swop. Do you know what I mean? His arrival is the best time. It's his mouth on my neck, his cool fingers touching me - I make it last right up until he has to leave. And then I row, I fight, I do everything I can to keep him with me and when I hurt him, I hurt myself. It's as if we're driven, that bed is like a raft and that room is all the world to us.
- You're lucky you can feel like that, you might not if you had to live with him."
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