Excerpts from a social media inbox…

So, you’re telling me that men actually lead with their dicks?
That’s their opening line?
Like, before they even get your name, you get an eyeful?

Yesssss.
All the time.
Block!!
It comes with the territory I suppose…

Excerpts from a text conversation…

Want some company?

Yes.

Good.
Get started without me.

What …
What do you mean get started without me?

Leave your front door unlocked and put on that little black thing I bought you.
I’ll be over in 45…

A part of me hated that he could read my mind, but another, much larger part, loved it. Like how he knew when to put his hands around my neck and the exact amount of strength that he should squeeze. Or when I wanted him to throw me onto the bed and tell me in no uncertain terms exactly how I was going to pleasure him. And that I was going enjoy every minute of doing so.

He was right, and it was infuriating…