Коллекционер

Chapter 1

           "IfIwenttobedwithyou?"

           She’dstoppeddrawing.Iwouldn’tanswer.

           "Well?"

           Ididn’tthinkyouwerethatsort,Isaid.

           "I’mjusttryingtofindyourprice."JustlikeitwasanewWashing-machineshewasinquiringtheprosandconsof.

           YouknowwhatIwant,Isaid.

           "Butthat’sjustwhatIdon’t!"

           Youknowallright.

           "Oh,God.Look.Justansweryesorno.Doyouwanttogotobedwithme?"

           Notlikewearenow.

           "Whatarewelikenow?"

           Ithoughtyouweresupposedtobethecleverone.

           Shetookadeepbreath.Ilikedhavingheronabit."YoufeelI’monlylookingforawaytoescape?WhateverIdidwouldbejustforthat?Isthatit?"

           Isaidyes.

           "IfyoufeltIwasdoingitforsomeotherreason.BecauseIlikedyou.Justforfun.Youwouldlikeitthen?"

           Icanbuywhatyou’retalkingaboutinLondonanytimeIwant,Isaid.

           Thatshutherupabit.Shestarteddrawingagain.

           Afterabitshesaid,"Youhaven’tgotmeherebecauseyoufindmesexuallyattractive."

           Ifindyouveryattractive,Isaid.Themost.

           "You’rejustlikeaChinesebox,"shesaid.Thenshewentondrawingandwedidn’tsayanymore.Itriedto,butshesaiditspoiltthepose.

           Iknowwhatsomewouldthink,theywouldthinkmybehaviourpeculiar.Iknowmostmenwouldonlyhavethoughtoftakinganunfairadvantageandtherewereplentyofopportunities.Icouldhaveusedthepad.DonewhatIliked,butIamnotthatsort,definitelynotthatsortatall.

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