Best Lesbian Erotica 2006 by Tristan Taormino

Author:Tristan Taormino [TRISTAN TAORMINO]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Cleis Press
Published: 2012-03-22T00:00:00+00:00

NAKED, RUSTED PLUMBING

Eric(a) Marone

Christ, I have to pee, I think to myself, looking about the train and fingering an empty beer can in my hand. It’s one of those forty-eight- ounce cans that looks like a tiny green keg, meant for a college party for leprechauns. When I opened it in Milford, the guy sitting next to me gave me one of those you’re drinking this early looks. I tighten my hand around the can, listening to the cracking of the aluminum folding beneath the pressure of my palm, and look down silently communicating with my crotch, before looking to the man seated next to me. I make sure he’s not listening. Then, crossing one leg over the other, I create a seawall against my vagina and in a silent, Moses-like voice, command, Not now, you can wait.

I tighten the muscles that clamp my labia and urethra into a quivering mass and concentrate on containment—as if it were a public epidemic, a threat to society or worse, a threat to capitalism, to wet oneself; something the surgeon general might issue warnings about. Surgeon general says urinating in public may lead to depression, bulimia, and bouts of homoeroticism. I close my eyes, pressing my fingers against my thighs, eroti-cizing the idea of letting go as I think of the summer my best friend and I took turns wading in the water fountains on the New Haven green—our jeans rolled tight and up to our knees, her thick blonde dreadlocks caught in the breeze as a stream of yellow caressed the length of her calf. There are people who are into fucking in public, why not peeing? The pressure of my bladder brimming with urine reminds me of the women who fuck me—their fingers, slender and shaking as they press against the outer wall of me.

Again, I look to the man sitting next to me. I’m afraid that one day I’m going to be silently talking to myself, and someone is going to hear me. Of course it will happen that I won’t be saying anything ordinary or harmless like, What should I have for lunch? but something more along the lines of, Remember to pick up the batteries for your vibrator—the new energizer platinums, only they can outlast you. But he’s not looking. His head is rolled back against the seat, eyes half closed and mouth wide open as if he is about to bite someone’s nose off, and I don’t mind as long as it’s not mine. It might even be entertaining, something to take my mind off the dull ache cultivating itself between my legs, increasing in intensity with each moment spent in transit. I pull my bags across my lap and hide my hand beneath them as I press down on my swollen clit— an attempt to ward off the urge.

If this train doesn’t stop vibrating I’m going to have to kill someone. I press my knees to the back of the maroon seat in front of me,

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