Women shaming other women

This post has been sitting in my draft folder for a couple of weeks now, or at least the mostly blank page, bar a couple of little notes.  I resisted writing it because if I had done so when I first saved it, it would have been a huge, angry, one-sided rant, mostly fueled by my sensitive nature; I get so damn offended, so damn easily.  On top of that I have this huge problem with not feeling good enough, with feeling as though everyone judges me, with feeling as though I don’t fit in.

What was it that sent me into this whirl of anger and… well, pissed-off-ed-ness?  Fifty Shades of Grey.  That’s what.

Undressing each other – just for the movies?

I was in bed with my wifey this morning and we were discussing what is going to happen next in the WIP I am currently working on.  The characters are going to have sex (writing erotica it is a common occurance!) and I mentioned them having a chance to finally have ‘nice slow, undressing each other sex’.  My next comment was WE NEVER UNDRESS EACH OTHER!  Then I thought about it more and I honestly can’t remember having sex that involved nice slow undressing of one another.

I’m sure it must have happened to a certain extent in the past.  Perhaps I had help taking my top off, perhaps I helped him undo his pants… but I don’t remember having an experience like the ones so often portrayed in film and books…