February 23, 2002
It’s too much, you know. Your voice coming over the wire, almost a whisper in my ear. I could close my eyes, and almost figure out why people like phone sex. Sometimes I suspect talking on the phone is more intimate than talking in person. Which I also suspect is why I don’t like using the phone much. Intimacy overload. But you, with your voice, low and maddening, I’ll allow. But I’ll never tell you that if you could reach me so in person, you could get away with anything you wanted. Some things need to always remain a secret.