The simple pleasure of pleasing someone. Maybe I’m fucked up. A victim of the sexist power structures that society has imposed on me. If being praised by some guy I barely know gets me going this fast, I must have internalized the same patriarchal shit that I despise outside of the bedroom. Or maybe I just am, and should stop beating myself up about this.
This gets a chuckle out of ne and had to re-read it a couple of times with a smile each time.. If i ever meet the right person then sure lol ill understand
