THE MAKING OF A SLAVE
I stood in front of the Greyhound bus station and watched her walk away. In the three years since I turned 18 I have tried four times to get sexually involved with a woman I was dating. Sylvia was the fourth to spend a week with me making love. She was also the fourth one to tell me I was a lousy fuck. I tried to accommodate them and do what they wanted, but whenever I tried to ‘eat pussy’, I just gagged and choked on the smell. As far as fucking was concerned, well just the idea of sticking...