“Why is it complicated?” Mina asks late that night.
“Me and two guys? Um, hello.”
“So? You have enough orifices.”
I sputter.
“Besides, you’re overdue for a good fuck.”
“Mina!”
“What?” Her voice is gilt with innocence. I know better. There’s no innocence, just sin. “One of the guys you dated couldn’t even find your vagina.”
I grimaced, remembering. “He kept thrusting against my perineum.”
“Ouch.”
“Yeah. That is not an entry point, dude.”
“Maybe you really are a virgin. Are you sure you’ve had s*x?”
“Stop it.”
“You stop overthinking things. You’re making up for lost time.”
“Maybe.” I bite my lip.
“Are you worried that you’re a slut? Because the ‘slut’ is a patriarchal construct to keep women from owning their sexuality. Punish women for behaving in a way that men do, behavior m
