I tried to chalk up the beautiful guy’s disappearing act as just a weird thing. He’d initiated everything. He’d given me two mind-blowing orgasms. Somewhere along the way, he’d chickened out. I wasn’t to blame, and this wasn’t my problem, it was his. That’s what I tried to tell myself. Every night I pulled out my purple vibe, trying to find relief. The problem was that my body craved something much different now. Chocolat...