Who the *** Knows

Sex. What is sex? How should one describe it?
Is it fun,
dirty,
love?
It seems life tends to revolve around it.
When you are a baby and your mom is having sex with more than one person in the other room, and you are are hungry
havent had your diaper changed in hours and you have a bad
rash.
When you are
five years old
and know that having your private parts touched is
supposed to feel good.
When you are six
and know what an orgasam feels like.
When you are around 7 and your younger sister is pressuring you to pretend
to kiss her so she can pretend
she has a boyfriend.
When you are 10
and read an adult magazine
and start to
stick things in your vaginia.
When you are 13
and your guy best friend is forcing you
to show him your breasts and
touch his dick.
When you start highschool
and you get death threats
because looking at girls makes you feel funny.
When you let an older man fuck you
without a condom because you want someone to
desperately love you.
Or at least pretend.
When you fake every orgasam
with the man with the apartment
because you want somewhere to
live.
When you let bad men on the internet
make you say bad things
and do bad things.
Or is it when you finally start to accept
your needs and wants and
do what makes you feel
good?