Squeeze Monkey
By Mona LaVigne
Mia understood that Angelica needed to get out of that house ("Mia, you are a strong young woman. You can be anything you want. Just have faith in you."). Angelica had been facing more than the standard bullshit from their grandmother, ever since she had found Angelica squirming around on the couch in the living room one Saturday night, not with the quarterback on the football team, and not with the editor of the school newspaper, but instead with the manager of the field hockey team. Who’s name happened to be Melissa. Ever since that night, Angelica’s grandmother had been giving the her nearly nightly beatings. Angelica came home from school one day to find a large dildo on her bed and a note next to it that read, "THIS is what you should want. Love, grandma." She and Mia inspected the dildo and laughed at the bumps on it.
Mia (laughing): does it really look like that?
Angelica (laughing): I don’t know! I’ve never seen one!!
They both used it and Angelica put the dildo, unwashed, in their grandmother’s silverware drawer.
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