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She smiles back, agrees, takes my arm, says, "Shall we?" and opens the door.
Sometimes I pull her through when she hesitates, a sudden panic about the
terrors of the opening body. S/HE 53 For a few months she sends me cards, S2
You slip your hands forward and grip my thighs, pull me back as you grind your
pelvis and cunt hard into my ass, a pulse of fucking. I bend forward slightly, sink
my hips into you, shove my hands for leverage against the stove's steel edge.
Last night I'd wished for my hat when I was walking a side street and a van pulled
up beside me. The driver was someone who thought one glance at a skirt
allowed him to own what's under it. He cruised by slowly, making kissing sounds.
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Amazing. Loved every aspect of this book. She shows how her thoughts and process have developed and changed over the years with both conversaitons, debates, and encounters with the people she has met ... Read full review
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An amazing book of vignettes that explore the ideas and intersections of love, sexuality, gender, and identity. A beautiful love letter to her partner, Leslie Feinberg. Read full review