On my couch, he asked if he could try something. “Let’s look at each other and think about what we want from this relationship.” Sex hung there, the horny elephant in the room. Despite sharing intimate stories and secrets, we’d barely touched. The thought that came to my head was that I wanted to masturbate thinking about him later. And then immediately I wanted that out of my head.
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