From Rachel Mariner:
“It is 1984 and I am 17 and the University of Richmond has flown me down to their campus from Corning, New York to be interviewed for a scholarship. I think I am very cool for flying by myself and smoke in the back of the plane. My host student takes me to a frat party, a cute junior takes me to his bedroom, there is a wrestling match when I don’t want to do anything but kiss, he gets my jeans off and bites my inner thigh, hard. It leaves a green bruise I hide from my mother.”
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