Cult of Sexuality Part 2
Steven and I slept on the floor with only a thin mat between a worn green rug and our bodies. We silently masturbated each other until we fell asleep. The next morning, we took our ritual bath together. We entered the small bathroom together. He went to turn on the water. “NO! We can only wash using distilled water!” I exclaimed. “We can only wash in distilled water?!” He asked with a chuckle to his voice. “Yes, distilled water is pure. Please kneel in the tub and I will bathe you,” I...