He lay in bed after she left and shifted uneasily from the cracker crumbs. He let his hand drift over his penis but before it was even half erect he gave up with a sigh. Heaving himself up and out of bed he staggered until he righted himself and went into the kitchen to throw the used condom in the garbage on top of banana peels and old coffee grounds. He felt weird walking around his house naked so he put on boxer shorts, dress socks and tennis shoes. He made a batch of noodles for his lunch the next day. He lit a cigarette and on a whim tapped the ash into the boiling water. "I'm sure I won't even notice" he thought.