“Listen to me, baby,” I said, surprised that the endearment fell so easily from my lips, though it felt right somehow. “There’s nothing to be ashamed of where sex is concerned. If it’s consensual between two adults, there are no limits, no parameters, no fantasies or desires too perverted. Sex should be anything you want it to be. Fun, intense, fantastical. Dirty, sweet, loving. Any combination or adjective in between. There should be no gatekeeping on how someone chooses to express their sexuality or get off, aside from a consenting partner—which, I think we’ve determined, I very much am.”
