Not that I dislike sex completely. I do enjoy some aspects of it. I want to feel like an object of desire. I want to feel wanted, essentially. It gives me a kick to think of myself as being someone’s “lover.” I just don’t like it while it is actually happening. I feel that way about a lot of things, as a matter of fact—running, going to the dentist, visiting relatives. I’m glad when it’s over, but I like knowing I’ve done it.
