New series
Perhaps I have thrown myself in at the deep end. I am attending a women’s tantra and sexuality workshop, where a topless speaker is addressing the mesmerised participants.
I should be looking at her mouth, her eyes, out of the window even, but I am drawn to her breasts because they are naked. Is that really necessary, I find myself thinking. I glance at the other attendees for signs of surprise or discomfort, but I see neither. I can safely say that I am out of my comfort zone.