I’m not sure when it happened exactly, but I remember the day I began to realize that I was not having as much sex as I should be.
I grew up in a small town in Nakuru county where almost everyone knew everyone else. We were all “friends” on common social media, but we didn’t have any real friends.
And you know what? It was okay with me! I didn’t want to hang out with anyone except my family anyway. My parents were really strict—they made me go to bed at 9 o’clock every night and they wouldn’t let me watch TV or go to the internet until after my homework was done. So besides the occasional trip to Walmart or Target for groceries and toiletries, I didn’t have much reason for going anywhere anyway.
This changed when I turned 18 and moved away to college. I had to leave my cozy little bubble and enter into the real world. I met men not shy to say what they wanted to do to me. At the time I didn’t realize it but his was a real turn on . I was so used to having to be the one in control all the time that it felt good for someone else take over and tell me what they wanted from me.