Even erotica is becoming political:
It was a backlash that probably should have been predicted. I grew up in a permissive society. Karen grew up after the moralizers had retaken control.
We suffered 8 years under a bible-thumping president who probably wouldn't know how to satisfy a woman if you gave him a map and guide. He had enough people in Congress to support his agenda. It had seeped down to state governments, local governments, even school boards. The Supreme Court wasn't totally corrupted, but it took a while for some of the more egregious laws to be struck down--and only the worst ever were.
It's not great sex-reading, but I was suprised to see a political consciousness seeping even into this type of culture. Not unpleasantly so, but surprised.
As it is, I find myself reaching back to old fantasies; waking dreams take hold as I walk into my home late at night. Yes, when I go to my room and to my bed, she will already be there. This is a notion I've long held, the idea of coming home to someone, to warmth. There's a kind of poetry to it; a kind of innocence and grace.
