In her post, she questioned whether the sex I am getting is gourmet or fast food.
And I paused for a millisecond before my brain jumped to FAST FOOD.
And can I tell you I was HORRIFIED at this thought.
Am I a cheesy fast food burger and not prime rib?
Do I value quantity over quality?
And the answer was pretty simple.
Yes, I’m a quantity girl. I like it and I like a lot of it.
However, and this takes a lot to admit, it’s only FAST FOOD because I’m not in love with any of my partners and that’s what elevates sex from the dregs of fast food to the zenith of gourmet prime rib.
It’s not like it’s not good.
I just know there’s something better out there.
And, of course, ultimately I totally REJECT the idea that I’m having fast food sex.
More like chicken fried steak with a side of biscuits and A LOT OF GRAVY.
Yup, that’s me.