“The Female Orgasm. The Big O. That elusive, reclusive Loch Ness of the labia. Does it prove the existence of God, or… — Kirstie Collins Brote Copy Share Image
“Our first kiss was there on the bridge in the woods. How do you describe a first kiss? It is like trying… — Kirstie Collins Brote Copy Share Image
“It was a time before Facebook and Instagram and texting. I imagine it must be easier now, for college students. Home must… — Kirstie Collins Brote Copy Share Image
“The Female Orgasm. The Big O. That elusive, reclusive Loch Ness of the labia. Does it prove the existence of God, or just His… — Kirstie Collins Brote Copy Share Image
“Our first kiss was there on the bridge in the woods. How do you describe a first kiss? It is like trying to hold… — Kirstie Collins Brote Copy Share Image
“It was a time before Facebook and Instagram and texting. I imagine it must be easier now, for college students. Home must not feel… — Kirstie Collins Brote Copy Share Image
“The dining hall in our section of campus was like something out of an Ayn Rand novel: big, utilitarian, and impersonal.” — Kirstie Collins Brote Copy Share Image
