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Venus on the Half Shell — Rusk

The boy across the street watches me in the morning. I can see him from my bathroom window, standing in his bedroom with binoculars pressed to his eyes. I leave the shade up, turn on the light, and let him watch me as I run my hands slowly down my torso, moving them over and [...]
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