I have zero desire to be a kid again. What I want is finacial stability and trust in people in leadership positions to not be huge pieces of shit who make houseflies look like members of MENSA.
The desire to be a kid, I think, is far more rooted in wishing for blissful ignorance.
Look, as long as I have time to clean up afterwards there’s no shame in her asking for help and then adding on something extra if she’s feeling it. I will always do what I promised to do and anything more is, well, more.
Besides, showing up without tools and expecting sex is fucking weird and fixing someone’s stuff out of the kindness of your heart is rewarding no matter how the evening turns out.