“I thought you’d be more eager to help me.” “Why—” “Because I read your blog, and not just the kinky stuff. I went far enough back through your posts to see that you were once curious and naive like me. You know what it’s like to be a woman who wants to learn without real guidance. You know what it’s like to be terrified, afraid you’ll be taken advantage of.” “Yes, but I never did it to please a man.” My voice is so flat and cruel I almost don’t recognize myself.
