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Together has moved on.

In accordance with not pissing of the community that I enjoy writing in, I have decided to move this story to somewhere else.

However, I do think that we as a society are a little fucked up in the head. We see violence at every turn, each year more graphic than the last, but we find something as natural as sex to be vulgar.

To be frank, descriptions of sex that take the mysticism and puritanical taboos out of our consciousness are something that I enjoy reading. Sex is just sex. We don’t have to make people feel dirty about their own natural urges or the unseemly discussion of the acts.

I am indecent. I am vulgar. I have no interest in describing two lovers by using metaphors and vague hints of physical connections. I cannot consider even the most profanity laden description of sex to be something dirty.

I certainly don’t mean to offend anyone and I’m not here to get a rise out of people. I firmly believe that the story was no more offensive than a story about skinning people after you murder them.

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