121703 #eel I was admiring the computer while the guy was in another room getting a bath ready. I was starting to wonder if we were going to take a bath together, and starting to imagine if I would like it if he touched me intimately. The notion seemed strange, a little off-putting, and weirdly appealing. Throughout, there was the feeling of being almost all the way in on a secret, in the presence of intelligence and quiet subversiveness. The sunlight filtering in was wan but wistfully cheerful. Even the dust had eyes.