Hanging with Milena Velba as we wait for the furnace repairman.
The furnace died last night on the last week in January - always
Where is that heat, she moaned. “Why does it have to be so
She lifted her sweater above the rise of her soft breasts. No
I walked to her. Straight towards her but in no hurry. She always
“You know what to do - squeeze them.” I ordered, in a whisper. “Squeeze