Ass Backwards
by K. Keck

When I was sixteen my mom confessed to me that she had a vibrator, which a friend had given to her, but which she never used. She just liked to keep it around "for laughs."
     Within a day I found the vibrator and immediately plunged it into my own ass while in a fit of vigorous masturbation. I could spend the rest of my life in analysis and never get to the bottom of that one. In fact, I don't even know why I felt the need to stimulate my prostate (I wasn't even aware I had one), unless on some level my ass knew that such an act of appropriating your mother's sex toys is the modern equivalent of killing your father.