That’s why I didn’t object when she squished the bug during sex. “It’s what gets me off,” she said.
It had been so long, I didn’t care. And at first, it was a little exciting.
Then it was spiders. Centipedes. Mice. Birds. A hamster.
When it was finally my own head squeezed under her stilleto heel, I realized I didn’t really love her.
It was only a crush.
You’ll want to listen to this story; I think the music (from here) really adds something to it.