This is a very short except of a collection of essays I’m working on. It appears at Prose.onl
PREREQUISITES
© Jen Knox
He was a fourth taller, and his thighs were half the circumference of my own. Before I knew his name, I felt his attention. By this time, I had a habit of scowling and sitting without my legs crossed. Maybe this is what he noticed. He clea…
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