It had been half a block already. I begged for it to finish but the air kept flowing. I couldn’t see the faces of those I passed by but I could judge by the sounds of disgust that the contrail was powerful still. Where the gates ever going to be closed again? Most hope its lost, its not yet coming to an end, I fear the muscles won’t contract… The gates are unhinged and I’ll let out a whistle despite my mouth being closed shut.
Never having gay sex again.