Nov 23, 2022
6 min read
I Screamed My Own Name When I Came
A how-to for orgasmic self-actualization.
In 2020, I was single and living alone.
Sex — and orgasms — were available if I desired.
Until everyone was told to keep six feet apart.
Others baked sourdough and planted gardens during the lockdowns. Me? I kept busy figuring out how to tend to my more, er…
