Having my way with Ulysses

I want to and I wouldn’t like to

Who was the text from?8:57 am

Stale incense smell in the bedroom.  Doesn’t seem to bother Molly though.  Boylan coming to work on her show, she’ll be singing something from Don Giovanni with J.C. Doyle and some other sweet old song.  Gathered up laundry to do.  Her panties.  Voglio e non vorrei  socks, garters.  Voglio is that right?  Her clothes end up all tangled up together in the bed.  Altogether smells like foul flowerwater.  Warm, mingles with the fragrance of the tea.

Backward eye

I see nothing8:42 am

Email from Milly and she sent a text to Molly.  I took her her phone just now when a text came through and there was another on the screen.  She stuck the phone under her pillow when I handed it to her, but I still saw through halfclosed eyes.