Based on "Winter" by William ShakespeareWhen ghastly melons guard the door,And coloured sugars come by the bag,And fields of grass wear green no more,And leaves begin to wilt and sag. When the bones of nature litter our floor,Then Jack grows into a witchly hag,Makeup and wig Come out at last, While greedy children knock at the gate.When days grow short and nights grow long,And teen athletic games take place,And ravens nightly croak their song,And orange and black adorn. .." -- "Sonst?" hatte Lisa tonlos gefragt, und ihr Vermieter hatte schmierig gegrinst: "Sonst müssen wir uns ein paar Alternativen ausdenken, meine Kleine... du wärst nicht die erste, hahaha....!"Das also war der Grund gewesen, warum sie die Wohnung so schnell bekommen hatte. Die Vormieterin, eine junge Afrikanerin, hatte sie angeblitzt, hatte auch versucht, ihr etwas zu sagen, aber Lisa war nicht schlau geworden aus dem Kauderwelsch der hübschen Negerin. Jetzt aber begann sie zu. “It was an accident.” The drill instructor proceeds to berate him in front of everyone else about Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell and how he better not fuck up like that again. Eventhough the drill instructor did him a favor by letting him walk away from the incident, the people there were not dummies. Gay Ray had been outed to everyone in his unit, and no discussion of accidentally writing a love letter to a man was going to change that. For the rest of basic training and technical school, Gay Ray was.Read More
