As the intoxicating effects of being in close proximity to my animai begin to leave my system like someone detoxing a drug from their bloodstream, clarity finally breaks through the fog of desire and I feel a sense of shame and disgust come over me…yet at the same time, my body is still electrified by the pleasure he brought me.
This isn’t fair or right! How can he go from ignoring my very existence and acting so dismissive of me to touching me so intimately like that? I’m sure many women have used the term ‘explore’ to describe the way someone touched them, but I doubt any of them meant it as literally as I do. It truly felt like he was exploring and testing out my responses, but to what end? He never spoke a word; he didn’t seem to show any desire to be with me and yet he touched me lik
