Author: Quasar (submarinecaptain@gmail.com)

FISH DID NOT CARRY A RUSSIAN SHEEP HAT. He neither carried his Northwestern degree, nor his job offer. The things that Fish did not carry were dictated by necessity. He did not carry a pack of ultra-thin Sensation Plus condoms, which he deemed too restrictive; he did not carry the black and white picture of *.mandy.* that smelt faintly of potassium hydroxide and familiar arguments with his controlling girlfriend over cigarettes.

NOR did he carry guilt at carrying the gams. The slender brunette did not demand it, even as he ashed his cigar on the bedstand after the fact; any reasonable man, he thought to himself, would have done the same -- his mind wheeled through a curiously legalistic justification throughout the act of sexual congress. The slender brunette rolled over and gave him a secretive smile. She did not carry her virginity anymore, and she did not carry the vague suspicions that haunted *.mandy.* as she waited, baking pastries for a man who would carry her no longer-- financially or emotionally. The slender brunette did not carry her panties or her socks or her sweater anymore; all of them were sprawled across the cheap motel floor.

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=307979&forum_id=2#4739563)

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=2057837&forum_id=4#21636594)