On Assignment
On Assignment We met in the Secret Service, On our first assignment we were briefed on the case of the kidnapped shoe. At lunch Sebastian came over to talk about life, the one we see and the one we live but never evoke. He took his shoe off, demonstrated the kidnapping. Suddenly, he brushed my elbow with his finger. I found myself undressing, promising him every satisfaction. All he needed to do was allow me to care of him for one year. If his desires were not fulfilled by then he could be unfaithful with any woman. I would watch them ignite my bed, humiliated. John? Sorry Sebastian, I was picturing the shoe on wet asphalt. © Sergio A. Ortiz, Publisher: Flutter Press, 2009