Sent by owl, evening. Don Juan hadn't been to Dean's house in four days and was beginning to feel it was a conspicuous absence. Shakier handwriting than usual; he was still on the tail end of opium withdrawal.
In response to Hudson's return letter, the same night. Hands still shaky.
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I slept with this fellow. Not excellent. 2/10. Wouldn't repeat. I could tell pretty early on that it was going to be lackluster and tried to give him some direction which he nodded along to but then immediately failed to incorporate. Sometimes this happens to me and I offer to switch places and show them what I mean but that wasn't going to work here. Bloke pretty obviously had some hangups about the idea of having someone in his arse (ironic, no?) How did you get to be so good at this? Have you perhaps considered that you may have a duty to go educate others? You could consider it an act of charity. Give at least one bloke a month a really excellent fuck, so they know what they're missing out on. Then I think Mr. 2/10 might have to actually take some feedback on board and improve his performance. You'd be making the world a better place, really.
In response to Hudson's return letter, the same night. Hands still shaky.
Not tonight, unfortunately. You know I would if I could. I'd rather be at yours than anywhere else. I'm out at the club right now, though, and already agreed to a dinner later tonight. I really shouldn't even be writing but can't stop thinking about you lately xxxx
All of this is, of course, a lie.
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