Chapter 9

KRISTEN

For the umpteenth time since the week began, I gritted my teeth.

"June, can you stop throwing words into my mouth?!" I practically yelled within the interior of my car. It is not in my habit to yell, I don't do it, but these past few days have been hectic.

"I'm not throwing anything into your mouth, and not words. You said I shouldn't masturbate to thoughts of my uncle. And I asked if it would be okay to do it to the thoughts of other guys... Maybe Mark."

She is intentionally trying to rile me up. And guess what, it's working!

I exhaled. “That’s disgusting."

"No, it's not. Mark is a guy, remember?"

"He is your friend!"

"Yeah, that's why I used his name as an example. I didn't say I masturbate to thoughts of him. What were you thinking, uncle?"

June!!! I feel like slamming my fists against the wheel after hitting my forehead on the wi