I can’t, uh, get there. I can’t have an orgasm with a guy. I admitted once to Hazel that every time Zach and I slept together, I faked it. I did it once, and he was so happy and relieved. I think he thought it was his fault that I couldn’t get there. And then I just kept faking it. I kept telling myself, this will be the last time, because it’s lying. But in the end, I wasn’t hurting anyone, so I kept doing it. If I couldn’t come, it stressed him out, which stressed me out. It was just easier to fake it.
I bet she gets over that...
