And of course, the school board had promptly fired Ms. Bonner, which Danielle had always thought was a shame.
Because as thoughts of love and s*x began to drift up into her mind and down into her crotch, that was how she saw herself: a love priestess, serving the goddess and spreading her blessing.
When she’d started dating Robby junior year, everyone had giggled about how she was going to crush him because she was so much bigger — but they didn’t know. Sure, she was five inches taller and maybe twenty pounds heavier at the time, but he was her wild man, her Enkidu, and she had given herself to him with joy and pleasure, bestowing the goddess’s blessing on them both.
Not that she really thought there was a goddess of love or anything. It was just an old story. But it was a story that ma
