When Toni grew old enough to understand that society had been structured to make life far easier for married couples than singles, and that marrying another woman wasn’t permitted, she’d determined to marry only to strike an extremely satisfying (if largely symbolic) blow at the entrenched straight world and male power structure. If she wasn’t allowed to marry a woman, then she’d choose a man she could forcefully mold into the next best thing. Not only that, but she’d deny him any kind of natural s*x life, even depriving him of the secretive release of m**********n, which of course she’d been told was a horrific sin that put the soul in jeopardy. Instead she’d force the most painful, shameful kind of inversion of his ‘natural’ role upon him. She’d spend the entire rest of her life f*****g
