Maybe all that feminist stuff fucked her mind, years ago. Along with a ton of guys like Henry Sedgwick, Danny, Rick, Allen, Johnny One, Francis, Johnny Two, Anthony, Andrew Peabody...Exclude George Lucas. That practically never happened, given her mental state at the time.
Is that what happened? A ton of misfits came along and...
Or is she simply your everyday, plain vanilla, beautiful, highly educated, working young woman who does not need a man to buy her a drink, or even a dinner?
And who prefers her Magic Wand to so-called Mr Real Thing?
She's never met a guy who could fuck straight, who knew how to do it without fucking up. Not even Rick...or Danny. And Danny was supposed to know.
And it isn't much fun knowing somebody doesn't know, and all that's going to happen is that she will get sore and a headache.
Maybe she will fuck herself again tonight, after all. And not even try.
Ins and Outs on the Ups and Downs that include some Notes on the Cut, Thrust and Parry that is part of the Great Game--Sexual Politics. And encompassing too Single Men and Women and the Pleasures of Youth.
