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During one of my years in preschool, my best friend and I were playing doctor. I, of course, was the bratty patient who was about to receive a "shot" - a poke from a sharpened No. 2 pencil. Somehow one of us dropped the pencil in between the floor slats of the playhouse we were in and couldn't get it back out. I still remember how crushed I felt when it hit me that the final part of the fantasy, the part I *needed*, wouldn't be played out. It's more than a bit similar to finding out that, just like so many of the others, the current boyfriend who said in the beginning he enjoyed "less gentle, more rough, adventurous sex" really only meant a bit of hair-pulling and has neither the desire for nor interest in dominance and power exchange.
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