Because of childhood sexual abuse, I have had lots of "junk" inside me, men's and other things thereof. I never felt any of it.
As she put her finger inside me, I felt everything- it was the most exquisite, euphoric, impassioned pleasure I have ever felt.
In therapy, I shared the above paragraphs with my therapist. She answered, "That's what love does."
That is what love does.
And, that speaks volumes.