Another lifetime ago, I had my first boyfriend. How we got together is a long and sweet story, the kind of thing I almost try not to remember but probably always will. What I want to talk about now though, is something I don’t think about quite as often.
It’s one of those nights where I’m home and alone and still a bit drunk. I am not an extremely sexual person nor do I have a particularly interesting sexual history, but as it happens I found myself thinking about sex, and the most sensual or erotic things that I’ve experienced. It may sound strange, but I would have to say that without a doubt one of my best was being with that boy; touching, kissing, rubbing, but not necessarily having sex.