"They remained side by side. Bryan's body was as still as a statue. Kendra was too humiliated to close her eyes. What kind of person refused a blowjob? What kind of superior asshole did he think he was? She had asked nothing from him. She only wanted to know he was human. She wanted to know that he had a dick, and baser drives, like everyone else. The last thing she wanted was his pity, but that seemed to be what she'd gotten. She never should have told him her father drove a cab."
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
From Jon Raymond's story "Young Bodies," in his new collection "Livability:"