back home again , he uncorked the wine , let it breathe , drank a few glasses of it , spent a few minutes contemplating his favorite page of the illustrated picture book of sex , which showed the girl on top , then placed the plastic bag of reds beside his bed , lay down with the ayn rand book and unfinished protest letter to exxon , tried to think of something meaningful but could not , although he kept remembering the girl being on top , and then , with a glass of the cabernet sauvignon , gulped down all the reds at once .