“You interested in Marvin?”
“Some,” I said. xxvideo After a minute I raised my head to stare into her eyes and shifted my body to lie between her legs. She was one of those “everything but” women. I was going to be there for a week, including over a weekend. Just before she left that Wednesday night, as we lay in bed together, she recalled that Marvin Baker was from Norfolk, and was buried there, and could I look around and see if there was anything out of the way connected to him that I could bring back? “I had better get out a condom,” I whispered to her. Probably the latter; I didn’t see that there was much night life in Norfolk.
