It’s gotten to the stage where sex with Patrick has become… well, to put it bluntly, boring really. There was promise in the beginning, but that all fell through a few weeks ago after I asked him to choke me, maybe slap me around a little bit. You’d have thought I asked him to commit a murder. He looked at me like I was completely insane. Ok, so I like things a little… different in the bedroom. I’m not ashamed to admit it, but Patrick makes me feel like I should be. Like being chased through the woods with a knife is a bad thing.
