Dashing All the Way

by Chelsea Curto

Whoever decided running is a good form of exercise can go straight to hell.

“Your son didn’t know how to fuck me.” Margo brings her mouth close to mine. “Do you think you will?”

“You can’t call me that here. It makes me want to be young and stupid and yank you into a closet and go down on you.”

“Watch your fucking mouth when you’re talking to her,”