I missed last week’s post for Masturbation Monday due to sickness. My effort was there, but my body couldn’t get the story finished. This is what I crafted for Adrian Kenny’s picture. I sat on the lumpy mattress to check my messages. After two weeks of hotel rooms, I hit my overwhelmed and tired point. I had to change jobs. Where is George’s nightly text? I scrolled through until I found it. “Is the picture what you wanted?” I typed my reply. “No photo.” George wasn’t forgetful. The text box opened. “Lin, wait.” “You need me here to send a...