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How Will It Ever Fit? |
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I let Rick climb through the window of the nurse's annex so I could lose my virginity; bored, uncomfortable, sweating, it hurts, does he know what he's doing? How will it ever fit? For the first time the key to a room of my own, here is opportunity, he said we had to do it finally. Stood by a dreary oak bureau firmly resolved to go through with it. So we did. Next morning looked in the mirror over the bureau to see if I was different. Supposed to be a woman now. Nothing had happened so I read forty books on psychology in as many days, ransacking the library so I would understand how to make people well. (Minneapolis, mid-1950s)
from Flying by Kate Millett (Simon & Schuster © 1990)
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