"In the middle of it, I remember kind of sobering up. You know how that happens? It's like you have a rush of sobriety? Well I had that right in the middle of it. I looked around the room, knowing I should be mortified by what I was doing, but I realized… it was turning me on even more."
My head snaps up at this comment.
"I know. I was just as shocked as you are. I had never realized how much I enjoyed the voyeuristic part of s*x until that moment. I liked it. So I just started trying different things. Being more free. No one was judging the things that were going on because everyone was doing them. Things just sort of spiraled from there."
I take a deep breath, trying to process what she's telling me.
"What?" she asks quietly. "Tell me what you're thinking. Do you think I'm filthy now
