“When I was just a newlywed,” my sister went on. “My husband tried to mold me into his perfect toy and cut off my voice, but I showed him that just because he has a rod between his legs, that doesn't mean he can do whatever he wants.”
“So what did you do?”
“I used my body. These men will say not all men can be controlled by women and the rose between their legs, and I'll tell you that all men are liars. They are all the same, my dear. So use your body and show them you’re in charge even though they started the game.”
So here I was, with my heart in my throat, naked, my skin glowing, my legs spread open, and my v****a facing the men.
Even though it felt like I was going to throw up from my nerves, I didn't let that stop me or dim my confidence. I didn’t let my nerves show on my face, a
