Thirst, Chapter 3
My growing obsession leads me down a dark rabbit-hole of perversity.I arrived on time, that is to say five minutes early. I had left work a little early so as to have time for a quick shower and change of underwear. The directions to the ordinary looking suburban ranch-style home had been easy to follow. The neighborhood had a comfortable moderately prosperous middle class feel to it - typical middle American suburbia. Jim came to the door himself when I rang. He was maybe an inch or so t...