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A younger man gently holds my throat with his surprised hand, thumb just above collar bone.

Other fingers splayed above and within the triangle between neck, clavicle, and trapezius. Hammock between thumb and forefinger pushing just a little on my windpipe.

He does it suddenly as he’s telling me he agrees passionately with something I’ve said and laughs in shock at the intimacy of his unthinking grip.

I reach for his throat with one hand and hold his hand at my neck with my other and we wheeze with laughing.

He doubles over and his hand traces down my front and I let him crumble to the ground (in my bedroom).