The first thing I did was flip to the back and read the descriptions of the contributors. I don’t actually know any of them—aside from following some of their Tumblrs—but this is like putting a face behind anonymous Postsecret cards. Next, I flipped to a random page hoping to find some sort of erotic sentence or description of what I’d be reading. I found “I cupped my hand over her pussy,” and clapped the book shut. I just took a shower, poured myself a glass of wine, and fully intend on reading as many of these as I can in one sitting.
I don’t wanna sound all sappy, but it’s gratifying to know that something I “contributed” to is now a real living thing that I can hold in my hands. I just have to hide it from my mom.