Special

I’m good at many things. My fingers are talented. My tongue is talented. Serena collected all that. I’m not, however, very mechanical.

Charlotte feels vulnerable, exposed, replaceable. She’s right, in some ways. But wrong, in the more important ones.

I don’t just want you. I want you to want everything I want, for me — and to keep up as I ask for more.

The perils of being a slut who writes about it: everyone feels special to me, but the blog makes everyone look the same.

Every woman I’ve been with is special. But some are more special than others.