I shared a bed with my sister, grace, until i was seventeen years old. she was afraid to sleep alone and would begin asking me around 5:00 p.m. every day whether she could sleep with me. i put on a big show of saying no, taking pleasure in watching her beg and sulk, but eventually i always relented. her sticky, muscly little body thrashed beside me every night as i read anne sexton, watched reruns of snl, sometimes even as i slipped my hand into my underwear to figure some stuff out.
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I Shared A Bed With My Sister,
I shared a bed with my sister, grace, until i was seventeen years old. she was afraid to sleep alone and would begin asking me around 5:00 p.m. every day whether she could sleep with me. i put on a big show of saying no, taking pleasure in watching her beg and sulk, but eventually i always relented. her sticky, muscly little body thrashed beside me every night as i read anne sexton, watched reruns of snl, sometimes even as i slipped my hand into my underwear to figure some stuff out.
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