Privileged

by Carrie Aarons

“Stop looking like a lamb panicking before slaughter and they might leave you alone.”

I expected the arousal from exuding power over someone else.

What I didn't expect was the tightness in my balls from the sight of her. The papers didn't do her justice; she might be American but she was a pretty little thing. All long legs and impoverished innocence.

He’d simply held a lock of my hair between his fingers, yet it had felt like a thunderstorm between my thighs.

Either walk over the weak’s bodies, or fall to the bottom with them.”

Your life was perfectly average until the world put the ultimate wrecking ball in your way in the form of a man.

Then he presses one long, dexterous finger against the swollen button,

SORRY BUT THIS MADE ME FEEL SICK WTF IS A SWOLLEN BUTTON

you. Plotting out how I would approach you, get you to talk to me and eventually fall for me. Every action I’ve taken, every time I flirted with you or touched your body … it was all in the hopes that one day I’d be here.”

I ached for her when I was alone,

Because even if I couldn’t be with her, I realized in that moment when I lunged for my only blood relative still in my life that I loved Nora Randolph more than anyone else on this earth.