Recently I went home with a kinky man after our first date. The experience phased in and out of being consensual throughout the night. I distinctly left his apartment feeling violated and I continued to feel violated for several days after.
Let me ask you if that question would ever in one million years be asked about a young man like Justin Bieber or Nick Jonas or Taylor Lautner? Of course not. Because they are men. They and their man-testosterone are supposed to play the field.
Just like there is probably nothing about pandas you could tell me that I don’t already know, you probably should not get into an argument with me on a date about how women in Afghanistan “don’t have it that bad.”
First I heard the screaming. He was screaming at her aggressively, almost sounding like a crazed gorilla, and she was shrieking back and whinnying. For one brief second, I wondered if it was two people horseplaying.