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Admission is the first sign

I like sex.

Stop. (This is difficult)

like sex.

Stop again. (This is still difficult; it’s not about shame)

I like sex. Focused, intense, aggressive, fun, playful, passionate, ridiculous, submissive, vigorous, involved, kinky, generous, adventurous, fervid, wild, and primal sex.

I like it because it’s the one area where I don’t have to be me: I don’t have to be the reliable, work-a-day guff, who you call for the details and not for the fun. I don’t have to be serious. I don’t have to mind my manners, my buttons, or my words.

I like sex because if it’s happening right–

Stop. (It’s okay to not have the words).

Admitting I like it, that I really really like it, is the first sign I’m ready for it.

(I am so ready)

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About Quinn

In it but not of it. A reformed player, now watcher. Speaker of raw truths.

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Raison d’etre

"Raw," she said. "I want something primal. I want something bare and naked. I want you to give me this life raw, unbidden, unhidden, free, fair, and true. Can you do that? Can you do that for me?"

One may only try.

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