I still can’t quite explain it, what was so special about sleeping with Colin. The sex itself—the first and only time we had it—wasn’t particularly mind-blowing, at least not if we’re using the goal-oriented metric of orgasm. That has always felt weirdly militaristic to me, anyway, like we’re just checking something off a to-do list, no pun intended. I didn’t come.
GIRL PLEASE GET UP
