My red skirt is hitched up to my waist, though no higher. Below it the Commander is fucking. What he is fucking is the lower part of my body.

“This goes along with another belief of mine: that everyone else my age is an ad…”

“What could he have done or said differently? What change would have altered the…”

“Waste not want not. I am not being wasted. Why do I want?”

“A wave of blood goes up to my head, my stomach shrinks together, as if somethin…”