“Question two: Have you ever faked an orgasm?” A telling flush creeps up my neck. If that pretty waiter doesn’t get his skinny behind over here right now with my whiskey, I’m going to slap that beauty mark right off his face. “Another yes.” A.J.’s voice grows softer. “And this is an even worse yes, because not only is it a manipulation, it’s a flat-out lie. A lie that maintains your control, so you don’t have to risk being honest by telling a man what really makes you feel good. You get to keep your safe little distance, feeling superior, while the poor stupid fuck who’s trying so hard to do
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My face said:😬😬😬😬😬😬😬😬😬😬😬
