and secreted away (in a polite, not genocidal way). I was intentionally celibate for a decade after I got pregnant in high school. Then, in my late 20s, I was sexually active again, but I didn't really date. I couldn't figure out how to align sexuality with emotional connection. Now, I am purposely celibate again (two years and no end in sight). But, the men I used to flirt and sleep with will not go away and they send me icky proposition-y emails and I tell them "yuck" in no uncertain terms, but they do it anyway. Why are people so selfish? Human beings ruin sex. They are ruiners.
Case in point (via LinkedIn. LINKEDIN?):
Is it wrong to tell you I miss hearing from you, seeing you. That I miss your sopping wet pussy smothering my mouth? Your incredible body writhing next to me? Your hungry mouth asking for my cock? My hand slowly closing around your throat?
Oh well, wouldn't be the first time I was wrong about something.
Sincerely, hope you are doing well and honestly hoping to hear from you.
I want to vomit and punch people and Eternal Sunshine that entire period of my life.
ETA: I did once write about this man on GT. He was the sexual partner who gestured to his penis during a fling and said. "It's broken. It's just broken."