Publication in Russian on the Zen blog
https://dzen.ru/b/Zm8K3__RRVvIGCIc

A couple of years ago I was at an ophthalmologist's. A lady of about 50, quite pretty, showed me letters, circles and all sorts of things, then led me into a dark room, sat me down on a couch, leaned over to me with a flashlight so close, the smell of her body and the aroma of her perfume instantly turned off my brain (I hadn't had a woman for almost a year), I myself didn't understand how I pressed her to me and bit into her lips, she didn't resist, she just froze and waited for me to come to... then my brain turned on, finally, I let her go, she found her flashlight and again began to shine it into my pupils, but her hands were shaking.

Mini-improvisation "At the ophthalmologist's". (Ship Shard)

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Publication in Russian on the Zen blog
https://dzen.ru/b/Zm8K3__RRVvIGCIc