“Tonight, when I hear ’sex,’ all I want is the aftermath. I want the warm glow of holding my lady tight, bodies nekkid and intertwined, shivering from the always-cold-as-hell Daly City night in a crappily-insulated house. Content smiles, that feeling of sweet gratification, soft kisses… Even our squirmy joke-play of ticklish prods to her ribs, or her always-too-cold feet on my legs.”

This made me miss my ex. It was refreshing and empowering to see another LGBTQQIA perspective in the mix. I hope you’ll check out The Playground and join the discussion there, as well.