No wonder she was so adept at bedroom games. I held her. Xxx I had to learn contentment and pride in being Jennifer, careful of my appearance, behaviour and speech, careful how I walked, entered a room, sat down, greeted others and responded to greetings. “I only recognised the name because I knew someone called Drilea at university. On the other hand, although I belonged to the forty percent (or thirty-three percent) of fantasists who’re aroused by the idea of castration, I was never abused as a child, I wasn’t homosexual (though I had occasional fleeting fantasies about sex with men), I’d never seen an animal being castrated, and none of my family had ever condemned sexuality on religious or other grounds. If she’d told me at the outset of our relationship I could have coped with it, probably loved her nevertheless. “How did you know about Laura?”
“I told you when we
