This is another true story about my ex-girlfriend, who I’m calling here Anya. Though we didn’t have the healthiest relationship, she taught me a lot about my own sexuality. As always, please comment, or send me a message or a chat if you want to talk further!
When my ex-girlfriend Anya got horny, there was very little that could stop her from stripping down and turning me on.
We were staying with my family at a rented cabin near the beach. It was one of those great little bungalows with sandy wooden floors and windows always open to allow in the salty air. In the mornings we’d make coffee and talk as a family, hearing the waves crash only a few blocks away. Then we’d all escape out to the beach for the day, and return sunburnt and exhausted to eat fresh fish and drink cold beers.
Perfect vacation.
Anya and I were having some trouble at this time. For whatever reason, she was just being *mean* to me whenever she had the chance. Little comments, teasing me, denigrating me. I didn’t know what was going on.