I’m delighted to have a very short story up as part of Extie Ecks’ Supermodel Summer.

I used to draw. I have this sketch, in blue biro. Me and Elle and Trudy – Superstars. Cheeks like dents. Painted mouths, see-through clothes. We were perfect dolls. Really, we had no breasts or periods. Our cunts were dry. Trudy carried Vaseline in her purse. Once I borrowed it – put it on my lips and got a faint smell of her other, hairy, animal mouth. The scent lingered all day.

Read ‘Thank You For Thinking Of Me’ in its entirety here.