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Oh Jesus

by Chloe Caldwell

This morning my three year old cousin dropped his cup of apple juice and spilled it all over the green ottoman. "Oh Jesus," he said. I cringed and cracked up, because his inflection showed that he got that from me and I knew that I got it from my ex-lover. "Oh Jesus, are you kidding me with those tits?" or "Oh Jesus, your pussy is so tight." Those were my favorites. How badly I wished I were fucking instead of refilling a sippy cup.

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Chloe Caldwell is a writer living in Seattle, WA. Her first published piece can be read here.