Chapter 22
Ava
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I WOKE UP around six the next morning to the sound of a couple arguing in the next room. Groaning, I tried falling back asleep, which proved to be a joke. Especially since the couple decided to make up by having loud, headboard-banging s*x a short time later. As I listened to their moans and grunts, which was actually kind of comical, I thought about my own nonexistent s*x life. Of course, the idea of having it for enjoyment was almost foreign to me. Admittedly, I was attracted to men, and at times, imagined being held, which was about as intimate as I was comfortable with. But, letting my mind go beyond the cuddling to having flat-out i*********e, was hard. Oddly enough, being n***d didn’t freak me out. It was the act of s*x itself that I had a problem with. I’d
