Imagine What My Body Will Sound Like The dog is mouthing the ball, lying with his back toward us, protecting his toy from thieving hands. My husband says, that sounds like the worst oral sex , and we all groan and inevitably focus on the noise. I think of porn, how the women are always smooth-skinned and hair-free, mouths wide and moaning in faked pleasure. Women making noise seems to be expected, demanded. Once I was with a man who made no noise when he fucked me, not a single slipped whimper. When I’m alone, buzzing toy in hand I make no noise, I don’t need to impress or indulge myself. And when I cum – eyes closed, entire body clenched in a tsunami of pleasure – I don’t think of the noises I could make, the quaking inside me an ocean roaring in my ears. Archaeologists “We are all in need of becoming archaeologists of the morning after.” ~ Pierre Joris The next morning I wake, his breath still deep and steady, his arm still ...