What My Mother Doesn’t Know by Sonya Sones

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Page 43: Listening to Grace moan about how horny she is and about how if she doesn’t find a boyfriend soon she’s going to die of lackonookie disease.

Page 110: Tonight Chaz asked me: “What’s your favorite thing to do?” I wasn’t sure what to say so I just wrote back: “I don’t know. What’s yours?” He’s not real quick at typing, but I had to wait even longer than usual for his answer to pop onto my screen: “I like to jerk off in libraries.”

Page 137: I can feel the heat of his hands penetrating the thin fabric of my dress at the small of my back. His fingers roam up to my shoulders, melting away my shyness, as he draws me close enough to feel my breasts against his chest. We move together, breathe together, my hands gripping his shoulders, his thigh pressed between mine.

Page 208: I’m dreaming of the man in Le Bal a Bougival, of him kissing me, again and again. I’m dreaming of his lips sizzling all the cells in my body, of wishing he would remove every stitch of my clothes.
I’m dreaming of him slowly unbuttoning my blouse, the hundreds and hundreds of buttons on my blouse.
But just as the last one is undone and he reaches out to do what my eyes are commanding him to do, he turns into Murphy. And in my dream this only makes me want him more.

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