“Believe me, I’m familiar with the theoretical part. In fact, I watched a documentary just the other day.” He thinks about it for a moment. “Or should porn be considered a mockumentary?” he asks with a thoughtful frown. I slam my hands into my pockets to try and conceal my very obvious erection because the thought of Andy watching porn is a mental image that makes me want to forget everything, and just attack Andy right here and now. Fuck the tourists, they can walk around us. Or stand and watch. I don’t give a shit.
