erogenous zones, i love you

It's undeniably pleasant to pinpoint and stimulate the places on Ziggy's body where he still has feeling left.

Sounds clinical, of course, but Juli would be a fool if she didn't admit to herself that that's what she's doing, that that's what Ziggy thinks she's doing - and Juli Mizrahi is not a fool.

She's trying to induce irregularity in his breathing pattern, because the usual thing is so damned regular; she's trying to conjure a bend in his back somewhere disconnected from the waist, somewhere not articulated and ligatured.

And Juli herself? Well, Ziggy's got some hypotheses of his own.