Jen’s fingers slithered through Ukpi’s labia, seeking, seeking, seeking warmth and moisture. “I want...

  “I am being made fun of!” Kamala screamed into the phone. “No one makes fun of me! NO ONE!” Astrid...

  “Occupied!” Jen said again from inside the stall. “Ma’am?” the Korean intern said softly. “Are you in...

  “Wu-wu-wu-why are those army men on TV?” Joe asked suddenly. “They are going to be testifying about...

  “Leather on flesh,” she whispered. “Flesh on flesh. Ohgodohgodohgod.” Finnegan traced her finger...

  “How do you do keep getting in here?” Jen shouted. “The tunnels, the emergency skylights, that faulty...