Up on my feet.
I’m a dog throwing up.
I don’t know if it’s the new job or the new diet or both, but I’ve got a dog-sized problem with being up and about.
So, I’m down to a workstation and I’m getting ready to put my coat on.
I open up my computer and there’s a couple of photos of me looking up topless from a few different angles.
They’re not very sexy, but they’re hot enough to give me the creeps.
I’m not particularly picky about who my friends are.
A couple of weeks ago, my boyfriend was having a great time with a friend from school.
She came to me for a date.
The conversation quickly turned to sex and I thought: what’s that about?
We’ll have sex later.
I was so confused and felt so insecure.
So, I put on my coat, my trousers and my bra and walked into my boyfriend’s office.
I stood outside the door and opened it.
The first thing he saw was me.
It was a naked picture of myself in my workplace coat.
I didn’t feel any pressure.
I didn’t panic.
I don’t have to be ashamed of my body or of my sexuality.
My boyfriend wasn’t even angry.
“Why?” he asked me.
“Because I was up for a bit of fun,” I replied.
He smiled and said: “And why?”
I was so excited.
I felt confident that he was going to enjoy my company, that he would like me.
When I opened my laptop, I saw that it was a selfie.
I snapped it to myself and uploaded it to Facebook.
What I didn- I didn.
It was a weird feeling, and I felt bad.
But I wasn’t really mad at him.
He didn’t know I had posted it.
I told him I’d put it on Facebook and that I’d delete it.
He just laughed.
But when I asked him why, he said: because I wanted to.
The next day, I emailed my boyfriend.
“I’ve deleted the picture,” I said.
As it turned out, he hadn’t.
After that, I felt like I had to hide what had happened.
And now I’m on Facebook again, because I want to be safe.
I am now a public figure, but this time, I don,t have to hide who I am.
I can show that I am not a woman-hater and to my friends.
Women get so angry when their partner’s job or diet doesn’t meet their standards of acceptable sexual behaviour.
Why do they react so badly when their husband’s job falls short of their standards?
Why do they want to shut up about their sexual needs?
I want to show that it’s OK for a woman to have her own sexual needs and needs of a man, but women don’t want to.
Women need to have their own needs.
I am a feminist who wants to show women that they can have a good sexual relationship without having to hide it.
It was an amazing experience and I’ve been trying to learn how to be a better feminist in my own relationship.
I would like to share this with other women who might be struggling with their own sexuality.