He has a light, fumbling brutality, which several times makes me think that this time it’ll cost me my sanity. In our dawning, mutual intimacy, I induce him to open the little slit in the head of his penis so I can put my clitoris inside and fuck him.

Face it, Jorlan, we are the lesser sex. That is why our name-givers take care of us. Left alone, we would fall to ruin. We are intellectually inferior. Left unmonitored, our innate male aggression would destroy this world.

Sooner or later in life, we will all take our own turn being in the position we once had someone else in.

Reversing roles sometimes is good. I’ll free you from having to be in control all the time. I’ll take you places you’ve never been.