Romy Dimitriou

How Romy Dimitriou puts it

Most men who write to me already carry that restless edge after midnight. I catch it while the harbor sounds thin out to distant horns and empty roads. You fit the pattern perfectly right now. The quiet outside only makes the need sharper for both of us.

I slip out of Sai Kung in the dark and head straight for the airport. My pace rules the departure every time. We land somewhere fresh and I take the first evening by force of will alone. The new streets wait for the order I give them. Luggage stays light because I refuse to waste a single hour.

You stop steering once the trip starts. I pick every bar and the time we leave it. Control is what I crave and I feed on how ready you stay for the next move I make. Days stretch under the rules I set across that foreign skyline. I hunt the moments when you just wait for my signal.

Once I pull another woman into the frame she watches first while you ease into the night. After that the three of us answer only to me. The shift between watching and joining stays mine to call.

Morning light in that other city shows the sheets twisted and the city noise waking outside. I hold the tickets open if the hunger between us still needs more days. Nothing gets decided until I say the word over coffee. The air still carries last night and I decide whether we keep going.

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