About a year ago I met a working girl at a party. towards the end of the party, she started comming on to me (I really didn't know why). Funny thing is 2 separate people warned me about going home with her, but I told them not to worry about it. In teh back of the cab going over the 59th St bridge, i thought the cab driver was going to crash due to the show we were giving him from the back seat.
At some point during the poist coital talk, she sprung on me that what she really likes is for her lover to sneak into her dark bedroom while she lays face down naked and pretends to be asleep, and he fucks her while she continues to pretend to be asleep. Instantly my mind flashed that she had been abused as a child. (I'm sure that subconsciously - for me - her drug and alcohol habits helped push me in this direction).
At some point during the poist coital talk, she sprung on me that what she really likes is for her lover to sneak into her dark bedroom while she lays face down naked and pretends to be asleep, and he fucks her while she continues to pretend to be asleep. Instantly my mind flashed that she had been abused as a child. (I'm sure that subconsciously - for me - her drug and alcohol habits helped push me in this direction).