He stopped and I watched his eyes move up and down my body, then he took a step toward me and leaned to the side to look at my front side.
"Oh. I thought you might still be naked," he chuckled.
"I look naked from the back?"
"Completely. Bare shoulders and bare legs are the only things I can see besides your hair."
"Is making other men besides you get erections still a sin?" I giggled, but only half-joked. I knew it was.
"You know that's never going to change, Kitty Kat. But why only other men and not me?"
I had been upset for a couple decades, since the first c**k I ever saw, that my body, the one God gave me, gave men erections and that was my fault, my sin, and my problem.
If that's not misogyny on His part, nothing is on anyone's part.
I turned to face him and looked in his eyes
