My Pleasure
Fall, 2019
Before I learned the mysteries of self-pleasure, I had to accept that I deserved to feel good“I heard Amanda lies under the bathtub faucet.”I was tucked into my locker after seventh-grade gym, wrangling my sweaty sports bra out from beneath the underwire bra on top of it. I designed this technique so no one could see my nipples. Eavesdropping on my classmates was an unexpected bonus.“What?”“Like…spread-eagle.”“Why doesn’t she use the hand-shower thing?”“She doesn’t have one.”I might have screame...
