Normally I’m thinking about lofty moral issues and I care not a fig for the more tawdry parts of life, but there was this girl. She was totally plain. Her look was not exciting to me at all. Her personality was all over the map so that was not a big draw either. But her touch was amazing. It was soft and sensual and whenever we hugged, I felt transformed and wanted to spend more time with her.
By contrast, when I’m touched by somebody who’s tight and compressed, it feels icky and I want to run. It reminds of the time I got raped by a wallaby behind the school shed when I was just a nipper. This wallaby had so much unnecessary tension in his neck and he was all pulled down and compressed and when he seized me between his paws, I tried to run but he was too strong and his eyes were all bloodshot and I don’t remember anything after this point…
