OVER ON THE OTHER side of the park, Deuce sits in a square courtyard with his girl. He dips his hand into his pocket and pulls out a condom.
"What's that? Is that a sweetie?" queries the girl.
He smiles. "Nah, it's not a sweetie, but it can make you feel sweet if you let me use it?"
"Well, if you tell me what it is, I might?"
He looks into her eyes and says, "A condom."
She does not respond.
He says, "Are you gonna make me use it?"
She wrinkles her nose. "What on me?"
"Yeah, obviously, I'm not gonna use it on myself."
She cracks a smile and shrugs. "I don't know. If you want to."
His heart races. The Dog is loose; he wants to fight it, but it is no use.
She puts her hand on her hips. "Are we gonna do it right here?"
"Nah, here is too bright. Let's find somewhere else." Deuce and the girl rise from the courtyard bench.
The wind blows as he bends her over a park bench down by a darkened stream and performs sexual intercourse.
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