Spying on Marie-Claude: Forbidden Masturbation by the Country Pond
Nineteen. Perfect age for wild discoveries. Summer at my grandparents’ farm in the sticks. No money, no people. Bored as fuck. Afternoons wandering woods, fields, along the river. Jumping fences. Hitting that stocked pond often. Private property, barbed wire everywhere. Fishermen’s shack, table, wooden benches. I’d sneak in, sometimes poach fish. Only ran into her […]