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Chapter 2: To Go or Not to Go

I got home and still couldn't think about anything except Elle, the note and my crazy orgasm that afternoon. I managed to masturbate in the shower, and again just before I got dressed. I got horny just wondering what she was going to wear. Then I chain-smoked and burned my omelet while applying my makeup. Before my curiosity and nervousness turned from loud thoughts to screams, I decided at 22:42 to already call a taxi.

The driver couldn't find the address on his Google Maps and said that “in my 20 years driving around Berlin I never heard of that place.”

“Yeah, of course, it’s in the middle of the forest! Let me check,” I said nervously, and put the same address on my phone. My heart was beating fast until I hit 'start navigation' on my screen. Luckily, it worked.

It was the longest taxi ride of my life. Through the window, the streets looked less and less familiar. It got darker, my right leg was shaking and I was constantly biting my lower lip.

We were out of the city, and there was nothing around us except trees and grass. The driver suddenly hit the brakes. I bit my lower lip so hard it started bleeding.

“There’s a fence here I didn’t see, it came out of nowhere.” He said,

“Do you have a tissue? My lip is bleeding.”

He opened the glove compartment and took out a tissue. While he turned around to give it to me, he said, “you just need to pass this fence and walk straight. It should be there.”

-He grabbed my shoulder before I was halfway out of his car, stared deep into my eyes, and whispered: “Be safe, call me if you ever need a ride back.” Then he gave me his business card.

I slammed the car door behind me.

Cirque Sexuel

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