Craving

I told her that my craving is my boundary.

"So what do you do when he starts touching himself?" She crudely mimed a banana harvest down around her belly. "What do you do when he's way ahead of where your desire is?"

I get this question on such a deep level.

This question, lacking an answer to it, is the way that I have violated myself, rushing myself to "catch up" with a man's desire which seems to be "ahead of" mine.