THE GARDEN OF DELIGHTS by Carlos Be... coming soon!

I withdrew from the game when I discovered the first gray hairs around my nipples. I finished buttoning my shirt, turned my back to the mirror, and left the room. The mass of naked bodies shivered on the bed. Only one open hand beckoned, in silence, for me to return, but the gesture melted away in that throng of flesh.

THE GARDEN OF DELIGHTS by Carlos Be,
translated by Martin Masetto (the JOSH 2/2009)

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