Diary of a Female Rapist 

A short story

Wednesday, Jun 13 2001

Page 7 of 7

I turned back, went inside, and sat down. I looked at my apartment. I put on shorts and drove down to the harbor, where I ran six miles, so that I had blisters even on the soles of my feet for days.

Slowly, I took the old woman's advice. And I can now say, looking back, that since then, I have never wanted.

I SEE NOW THAT I HAVEN'T TOLD THIS unpleasant story quickly at all, but maybe as quickly as is ultimately possible.

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Hillary Johnson is the author of Physical Culture: A Novel and the nonfiction collection Super Vixens' Dymaxion Lounge.

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