what is *** anyway?
is it what two people do when they’re bored?
nothing better to do on a wednesday night?
*** is just a killer of time.
or is *** what happens when the air is flooded
with the taste of too much whiskey?
can *** only happen when people are intoxicated?
Who cares, you probably won’t remember anyway.
isn’t *** to happen when the people love each other?
monogamous?
A night of sweaty passion that ends in “I love you”
who believes in *** after marriage anymore?
I was under the influence that *** was the ultimate act of love.
I’ve been wrong before.