Thirty years ago today
As
we lay apart in the dark with my head pointing north and hers south I began to
ask her personal questions. I inquired about her virginity and how she’d
managed to function up to the age of twenty-two without having sex. I wondered
how she’d been dealing with her sexuality all these years. I asked her if she
masturbated.
“That’s
a very personal question!”
“I
know.”
She
told me that she’d masturbated in public once at the age of six and it had
caused a big scandal amongst her family. The result was that it served to
alienate her towards sex.
I
wanted to know if she’d ever masturbated while fantasizing about me. She was
extremely embarrassed by my question to the point of being flustered. She
admitted that her reaction had been the answer to my question.
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