Best Of Best Women's Erotica (2012) - Plot & Excerpts
When she was small, she would follow her mother around the house, peering out of closet doors and spying under the shower curtain at her mother’s dimpled and voluptuous figure shaving her legs in the shower. “Adrienne?” Her mother’s tired voice, separating each syllable of her name, rising up at the end in warning, would result in cascading giggles through chubby fingers and inevitably the wide-eyed horror of the chase, the capture, and the punishment. But even the humiliation of a red, stinging bottom would not stop her stalking. She would watch her mother, plump thighs spread on the toilet bowl, belly quivering, the wipe of the brown furred gash with the pink paper. She would watch her brother, fingering his pee-pee, playing with the pinched tip and the hairless empty sacs of skin that hung below. Daringly, she followed her third-grade teacher out of school, into the parking lot. She slunk into the backseat of her car when the teacher placed books and papers on the passenger seat and fumbled for the dropped keys at her feet.
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