The biggest challenge is how to get around it, the mound
that seems to always get in the way of any missionary effort, turning her this
way or that, any possible angle to gain access, while she, trapped in that Lower
East Side tenement apartment day in and day out, while I wander off to work,
she, as eager for it as I am when I get back, doing her best to get in the
right position, to feel it the way she used to feel it before the nine months
got in the way, telling me we would be forced to wait after the nine months
expired, at least for a little while, so making this all the more urgent, to
get it all while we still can, mound or not, this way or that.
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