Read Pluto Walks the Earth, Chapter 22: The Sex Scene
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Let me take you back to Sunday, June 17. Lexie is over for dinner. No sullen teenage shit, no silent treatment, so I’m in a good mood. In fact, we have a very good conversation about Shamanic Energy Co-op and my work in general. It could have gone in the wrong direction, because the whole back-and-forth begins with me telling her the Mary Lou and Pluto anal rape story. We laugh over it, but then she gets quiet … and mad. I can sense this because she says, “You know, that makes me really mad.
“I mean, yeah, ha ha, but what about these poor patients?” she says, her voice getting louder and shriller. “You get cancer or whatever, which is horrible enough, and you wind up on your living room floor getting the witch doctor treatment from a bunch of delusional quacks.”