It’s my fourth date with AJ, a spirited non-binary social worker (AFAB for those who need to know), and we’re holding hands in the back row of a bookstore. The author of a book on sex and relationships has just read aloud an excerpt entitled “If it’s Not a Fuck Yes, It’s a No.” I squirm in my seat, feeling the weight of my maybe. Why am I on the fence? …
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