Straps
The date with the Doctor I met on the Internet didn't go well until he told me about treating high school football players who'd been hit wrong and instantly become quadriplegics. Then he made black tea, which tasted like ginger, and opened a box of shortbread cookies. I let him kiss my neck and shoulders, he kept saying “Beautiful. Beautiful.”
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a guy i knew in hs "paralyzed" (his verb) an opponent during a football game, instantly.
this piece delivers nicely. i read into it that the doctor uses such information as a way to woo the narrator, and she realizes it too.
I like the writing and attention to details, yet I think I need more out of the narrator so I can get into her head.