“She felt like backing into his crotch and pressing her back into his chest. And then maybe rubbing against him a little.” — Jessica Lemmon Copy Share Image
“She felt like backing into his crotch and pressing her back into his chest. And then maybe rubbing against him a little.” — Jessica Lemmon Copy Share Image
“Obviously, she thought, angling her head up to the second story, where filthy windows clouded with dust and decay seemed to transform into yawning… — Jessica Lemmon Copy Share Image
“It’s hard to cross boundaries at first, especially if there’s pain in your past. And who among us escapes pain?” — Jessica Lemmon Copy Share Image
“Who are we trying to impress with our false bravado? At the very least we should be able to share with our close friends… — Jessica Lemmon Copy Share Image
