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I took the distress of the brick caper out on my guts--I lost my appetite, which takes a lot of doing. And I got the runs. I only had the distraction of re-reading Lolita. I had forgotten how titillating and lascivious it was.
Excerpt from Lolita in Humbert Humbert's voice: I liked the cool feel of armchair leather against my massive nakedness as I held her in my lap. There she would be, ....as indifferent to my ecstasy as if it were something she had sat upon, a shoe, a doll, the handle of a tennis racket, and was too indolent to remove. Reading like that kept my mind pre-occupied somewhat.
So Monday night at 7pm, a close relative who is a VIP in the county phoned. She said she had heard about the b.c. and it just so happens she works with Nina Vee's son and grandson. She got her number from them and called and smoothed things over. Everything is copacetic, finished, over and out I hope.
It would be comical if not for the fact that I've lived this long as a "Good Person." Gee, would I want future generations to see that staid stolid me had filched, purloined, pilfered, five fingered, removed, snatched and/or liberated 20 bricks? Heavens No. Susil
