I am more than a little bit phobic about sex. I blame it on my Catholic upbringing. I’ve never had sex without throwing up afterward. I’m scared of getting pregnant; terrified of catching a disease; but mostly just creeped out by the idea of another person touching my privates. It really makes my skin crawl.
"You have pretty feet."
I looked up to see who was speaking. It was Deena, a freshman who lived on my floor. She had long black hair and beautiful olive-brown skin and dark exotic features that made her look as if she was from somewhere far away...Indian maybe, or Polynesian. Later, when we were friends, she told me that she was from New Jersey. Her mother was Jewish and her father was Cuban. The mix worked; she was a gorgeous girl, maybe 5'3", with a great little body and an infectious smile.