A Pound Of Flesh
October, 1956
Nay, quoth Baboon, I do deny that strain;I have more knavery in me than you twain.-- Thomas Weelkes: Ayres or Phantasticke SpiritesWe usually passed the torpid afternoon hours lolling about our private garden in pajamas, drinking arrack and savoring the after-thoughts of our nocturnal enormities.Our conversations in those days took some pretty wild turns. Among other things, we worked out an elaborately detailed plan for importing Arab women into the States and playing impresario to a kind of fl...
