Moments of Unexpected Sweetness, Volume One
After a long phone conversation which was in no way modulated volume- or content-wise for the comfort of her fellow passengers, and in which she detailed her throwing a tennis racket at the (presumably Jamaican, based on her impression of him) man whose dick just moments earlier she’d suggested the self-sucking of (‘and suck the fucking cum that comes out too’), the woman on the Greyhound bus called someone else and asked, quietly, if they’d found her backpack, and was she okay, I miss her, I’m not used to leaving her for so long, tell her mommy loves her very much.
