I stared down at my phone, my mind going a million miles a minute as I stood there unable to react. I wondered if he knew. How would he? If there’s no way he could know, would it be fate? I don’t know. I build up the courage to unlock my phone and click the notification that sends me to my Instagram. A friend request. From him. Last December, eight months ago, I moved away from the city I’ve always known to pursue a man I...

"Come on, let's just do it. It can't be that bad, people do it all the time," he always says to me. I never really get turned on much anymore. After being in a relationship for a year and a half plus, it's hard to keep it spicy in bed. My boyfriend, Kyle, fantasizes about us doing anal constantly, he says it's his "fetish." I've always thought anal to be disgusting; how could it feel good to have something in my ass? We h...