shoulda just called it like I saw it. shoulda just called for help and ran like hell that day. the burn and the sting and the high and the heat and the left-me-wanting-more feeling when he kissed me. I shoulda just called him whiskey.
From "The Letter" by Tiffany Reisz, a story in "Serving Him: Sexy Stories of Submission," edited by Rachel Kramer Bussel. It has been reprinted with permission from Cleis Press. This excerpt has been sponsored by LELO.