Mohsin Hamid Quote

As he sat he felt the outside of her thigh, firm, against his, and she felt the outside of his, likewise firm, against hers. She said, Aren’t you going to take that off? She meant the black robe, which he had forgotten he was wearing, and he looked down at himself and over at her, and smiled, and answered, You first. She laughed. Together, then. Together. They stood and pulled off their robes, facing each other, and underneath both were wearing jeans and sweaters, there being a nip in the air tonight, and his sweater was brown and loose and hers was beige and clung to her torso like a soft second skin. He attempted chivalrously not to take in the sweep of her body, his eyes holding hers, but of course, as we know often happens in such circumstances, he was unsure as to whether or not he had succeeded, one’s gaze being less than entirely conscious a phenomenon. They sat back down and she placed her fist on her thigh, palm up, and opened it. Have you ever done psychedelic mushrooms? she asked.