Journal 52
Estelle 46
Bookbinder
- Life
- A workshop with a north window and a room behind it.
- Temper
- Slow and sure
Kinks
- Forty-six and twenty-five, she is the older one
- Slow hands, hers and his
- She takes the long way on purpose
Estelle is forty-six and binds books at her own bench. Callum is twenty-five and apprentices at another shop. He is not her employee and she does not sign his hours. They met because he brought a book he had botched and she showed him the repair without taking him on. She likes slow hands, thread, and a long evening. He can go back to his own bench. He often stays for breakfast instead.
The blog
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Slow hands
Apron off. Linen shirt. North window going blue. I sat on the workshop stool with my hands in my lap and told Callum to match me, slow, no race. He is twenty-five. I am forty-six. He stood behind me and rubbed my shoulders until I tipped my head forward and said lower, under the shirt, and keep the pace of the rubbing, and do not fuck me until my cunt…
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Thread and boards on the table, linen apron, auburn hair with the grey pinned up. The north light was still good. Callum had come by after his own shift, twenty-five, ink on one thumb, not on my payroll. I am forty-six. I told him the repair could wait and I wanted his hands on my cunt, slow, and that we would wash before we touched the paper again. He washed…
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