Jenny TroutI am sorry the only outlet for her troubled mind was in clumsy foreplay with an inadequate partner." He threw the rest of her sandwich at the swinging door as she passed through it.
About This Quote
This quote is most likely referring to a lover who has trouble expressing himself and uses sex as the only outlet. The story is told with such an angry tone that it’s not entirely clear if the author is actually sorry, but it seems like they were.
Source: Ashes To Ashes
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