Okay... so a few things to say about this.

1. Yes, adult themes. Sorry about that but this story wanted to be written and then it wanted to be share.

2. This won't be up for long, as this is one that I am actually hoping to publish so I'll take it down in a few days but I would love to get your responses before I do!

3. It has been a long time, DA and for this I am sorry. A few of the things that have happened in this time include my show latest show having a show in both Melbourne and Adelaide, separating from my boyfriend of two years, moving out of the house that I shared with him and being homeless for two months. Th generosity of my friends during this time has been unbelievable and, while it has been really tough I have come through this feeling even more loved than I did before. I write this from my new room in my new house with my new housemate cooking downstairs.

4. This story is NOT autobiographical. Or, if it is, I like to think we have all experienced a few of these moments. The moments when you think sex is something that is meant to happen only to other people. I am a sex-positive feminist and whole-heartedly believe in and advocate people indulging in responsible, fun sex but sometimes this is easier said then done. I think we have all been Sylvie, sometimes just for a night or sometimes for years on end. If you are experiencing this right now, I really hope that you can take some comfort from this piece and know that you are one of many. I also hope that you find supportive friends to talk to as communication helps so much.

5. Please do not get offended. I have tried to handle this with the sensitivity and love I believe it deserves. I would love to hear from you on how you think it went but please keep comments clean. This isn't an invite for dirty talk and anyone who has been following me for a while knows that I can hold my own against the inappropriate commenters. Happy reading!