Phillip phoned. I asked him straightforward and he said yes he had. But I knew that ... guess ...it had nothing to do with us, that it was ....guess ... just sex, like .... guess ... a meal in a good restaurant. Did I tell him that Angelika might get a brother or a sister one of these days ... no.
Maybe Phillip is right: maybe the human being, partcularly the male variety of the species, is a machine which, to run properly, has to eat and drink, and to clean the system, shit, piss and cum. What makes him partly human is that he tries to do it in a way that pleases him.
I'm glad it's jacuzzi evening with my friends Elsie and Joerg. It's going to be at least minus 10°C and there will be stars in the sky.
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