Super tiny, super disturbing. Well, to me anyway. Dig it, if you can.
By Gina Ranalli
Plunge your whole hand right in there. He doesn’t mind at all. See the way he’s smiling? He likes it. I promise you that. Truly, I think he loves it, even though he can’t feel a thing. I think it’s the idea of it. The knowing. The penance.
Push yourself in, all the way to the elbow. Give him some good, hard pumping action. See his eyes glistening? That’s happiness. Ever since the accident and that word: paraplegic. He likes getting as good as he gave.
And God knows your money comes in handy.