Hard on Her
Parker Tettleton

Her penis is bigger than the average man's. Some circle, unwilling to lie, unable to leave. Others serve up guilty want in the street. Yet others are her father, mother, lovers before she was a she. Their hands wave over her body, puffing sheets until there is only air she can't breathe. How she knows to go she owes to the first and last time she shot skeet; his, her grandfather's voice, calls RELEASE every time she's before a scream.