I wonder if it might surprise my readers to know that I’ve never done a random ‘hook up.’
This was brought to mind by the TMI Tuesday prompt today, which I was intending to participate in. But given the subject matter, well, there’s nothing to tell.
I have often wondered if my lack of hooking up is simply a matter of poor logistics/opportunity. The majority of my characters, which in a sense are just extensions of my own buried psyche, would be all up in that shit, and often are! But I think what it comes down to is, without an emotional connection, there is no sex for me. I can’t use a man’s body without wondering about his mind, his heart, his past life, his future dreams. And I can’t give myself without those parts of me coming out. Because sex is mental. Yes, that goes there, or there, or there… but if I’m not connecting with you on another level, there won’t be any enjoyment. And likely a whole lot of regret.