My mind idly sifted through my feelings, trying to pin down exactly what I felt. Amateur porn I’m kind of impulsive, it gets me into trouble. “Now you are worried you may like it.”
I nodded. “What you thinking?” I ask. I’m the girl you take out for a drink and hope to stick your hand down her knickers after a few glasses of cheap plonk. A fence with great boobs mind. Again I nodded, pleased she understood. Laugh it up, go on, happy now? “More,” she whispers, it’s a request, a demand and a hint of a question. We all have different ways to show our rejection of the norms we feel pressured to live by, like no longer shaving, but the one common theme is, frankly, we do what men are allowed to do, and that is live, shit, and wallow like pigs.”
“Are the women lesbian, kind of a communal sex thing?”
“No, I mean some are, but no one is getting off with each other, well not much. Strangely, I’m calm this time. Hot, mushy poop squirts into my mouth, the taste is not an issue after the first kiss but I do a small retch at the texture. “It’s about half an hour to my place.”
“Well, you had better get moving because I’m not sure how long I can stand your fucking
