An Amish woman gave me my first blowjob. No joy. No mirth. Just churning. Churning away.
I came in her mouth. She swished it around, made a face like a cat hacking up a hairball then spat out a chunk of butter.
She pointed to the door, eyes wet with resentment. I was no longer needed.
“Do you want to see a movie later?”
Her face said it all.
Fuck this, I thought, still without a community to call my own. Maybe I’ll find a Mormon. I think they watch movies.