Birds hung in the air beyond the windows, the man at the counter had his eyes frozen on Lauren’s ass. The floor around her was slick with fluid that was already beginning to dry. On the ride to the hospital they checked the wallet and phone in the crusted shorts that had been strewn next to her in the store. A bolt of purple light slanted through cracks about the edges of windows drawn with heavy, moldering fabric. She looked like an upside down frog ready to spring. Lauren didn’t think herself a tease, but liked to be noticed. How could she tell Lauren’s partner that she appeared to be bloated with semen? “Thanks! Her shorts were still on, not to mention no one was near her, so no one could have done anything. Time came to a crawl, finally stopping, and out he reached.
