Oh I have had no idea where to start or how to explain how I felt before, during, immediately after and what I feel now. Meeting a hero of your adult womahood was quite something.
I was overwhelmed and nervous to begin with and wondered if I would be a disappointment. Then Betty strode decisively towards me grasped me by both my arms, giving me a thorough once over with her eyes, and declared “well I’d fuck ya”. For once my retort died on my lips before I could speak it as I found myself wondering “is it respectful for the first thing I say to Betty to be asking that she put her clit where her mouth is?”