Fledgling

by Octavia E. Butler

Having reached skin, he stroked my chest. “No breasts,” he said. “Pity. I guess you really are a kid.

Excuse me what the actual fuck

“Taking my clothes off with you is all right.”

I am genuinely uncomfortable

But I’m old enough to have sex with you if you want to.”

EXCUSE ME??? Honey you literally just met this man two hours ago and you have amnesia and also have the body of a 10 year old? I hate this

he was already erect and eager.

I’m concerned for this author

there was a gun in the room. I smelled it.

What

Iosif smiled without humor. “That would make things legal at least.” Wright’s face went red, and I looked from him to Iosif, not understanding.

He turned around, filled with energy and violence, and punched the wall, breaking it, leaving a fist-sized hole.

Kyle energy