When I think about my sexual prime, I remember the summer in New York when I was 25, in my first relationship, and on my back screaming as my gynecologist poked around my vagina with a Q-tip.
When I think about my sexual prime, I remember the summer in New York when I was 25, in my first relationship, and on my back screaming as my gynecologist poked around my vagina with a Q-tip.
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