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The Virgin Prude 3:24 p.m. A friend once said that I must be afraid of sex, because I joke and flirt with the idea of sex so often. I never told him that I was sexually abused as a child. I never told him that I have a borderline relationship with obsessive-compulsive. I never told him that I feel odd over germs. I never told him about my conflicting feelings about love proper, much less sex in particualr. I never told him that I may die a virgin yet. I never told him he was right. But I'm slowly getting over my fears. I still can't imagine myself having sex with anyone anytime soon. I mean I literally can't imagine myself having sex. But, I'm getting there. I want to love. I want to fuck one day too. Without having to force my furture partner to get the whole catalogue of tests done to make sure I don't catch shit. |
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