The thing I like most about women is that we’re soft. It’s not that there aren’t women with rough skin or jagged nails or sharp elbows and hipbones. There is simply a fundamentally different quality to interactions one has with someone who identifies as a woman and someone who identifies as a man. This softness lends itself to a subtle difference in a tongue pressing into your mouth or fingers filling your cunt. The way I want a woman and the way I show her this is so much softer.