I thought whenever a female orgasmed, an egg was released. In my mind, there was a trade off, an orgasm for an egg. Made me never want to masturbate for fear of running out of eggs.
A Tree Grows in Brooklyn by Betty Smith
I read it during my sophomore year of high school in my free time and I fell in love with how closely this coming of age story mirrored my life and how much I saw myself in Francie.
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