No sex...just the same amount of physical maintenance for less money? The makeup, the lingerie, and adding the aesthetician to speed dial. No risk of disease transmission...just the same nervous laughter that happens every time I slip out of my clothes.
"It's great to see such a happy girl. It's great to see you laugh."
It's the same line a male friend fed to me at fourteen, as he sat on top of me and pinned my wrists to the ground.
"I know you love this. If you didn't, you wouldn't be laughing."
Maybe I do want this? Maybe I was meant for this? Honestly, I don't know how to proceed...
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