Now the male bond has its fair share of flirtatiousness too, but it’s the kind of flirtatiousness that doesn’t presage to sex. It’s more of a competitive spirit that would seem to divide, but with close male friends, instead binds together.
“Anything that looked like/was the same size and shape of a penis, I tried it out in my vagina.”
I was sad. Sad that she was moving on and, once again, I wasn’t. I was nervous that her finding a new job meant her finding a new boyfriend. And most of all, I was jealous.
“I think all women, eventually, crave to be dominated.”