“It’s so nice to have you home, my darling little one. Did you sleep well in your own big girl bed? I’ve missed you so much. This college thing is hard on me. I’m making you your favorite pancakes for breakfast. Blueberry.”

“Thanks Mom. It’s hard on me too. But I’ve learned so much.”

“That’s lovely, Karla. What are some of the things you’ve learned?”

“Well, for one thing, I’ve learned I’m a lesbian.”

“Oh? Huh. How did you...?”

“The usual ways. I fucked like a hundred boys. Well, forty-seven to be precise. Not all of them at once, but a couple of times more than two at a time. Black guys, white guys, old guys, young guys. None of them satisfied me. I did it in every hole. I did it in all sort of positions. I did it in my dorm room bed, in the library, in the woods, in the bar after closing, in the men’s locker room shower. And Dad, of course, late last night. I guess it was this morning, actually, before we finished. And I tried a dog. A collie. I thought about a horse but you got to draw the line somewhere.”