I’m Getting Overeducated
by the time I reached my adolescence- this filthy little segmented thing
- he could make us all suffer
- recommended the Eggs Benedict
- his ears are adorable
- I’m getting overeducated
- kissed Sharon lightly on the cheek
I’m getting overeducated in regards to sex. By the time I reached my adolescence I’d seen it all, thanks to my older sister Sharon.
Our mother split when we were little, and our father was always out drinking, so it fell to Sharon to raise me and teach me the ways of the world.
Her boyfriend’s name was Hans, and he could make us all suffer with his attempts to speak English. Sharon didn’t care. “His ears are adorable!” she would say.
One night Hans arrived at our apartment and kissed Sharon lightly on the cheek. Mere moments later she was on her knees before him and he was pulling this filthy little segmented thing out of his trousers. I didn’t want to see any more.
I cleared my throat to remind them I was there. Hans told me to go to the diner and get something to eat. He recommended the Eggs Benedict.