What it Means to be a Woman

http://open.salon.com/blog/elena_kelly/2009/09/03/what_it_means_to_be_a_woman
9/3/09

There, on the insides of both of my thighs were a row of bruises most still purple, some beginning to fade to bluish yellow. I had no idea where they came from, or what could have possibly caused them. One thing was obvious – they were caused by someone's hands gripping my thighs very tightly, and they were hands as big, or bigger, than mine. And the way the bruises are positioned, it is clear that whoever grabbed my inner thighs was doing so to spread my legs apart.