flashes and peeks

I don’t care how much I’ve got to spend standing before him and Misses O. The summer’s gone. Ralph started the tour looking good but a few years, lots of smokes and a too continual supply of booze fattened him up like a holiday goose, so his sexual story ends in those early days, at least as a potential participant other than as a voyeur to flashes and peeks.

Lord Malinov, Song of Songs

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