At night, when we got back to the bungalow where we were staying, we went straight to bed. People sometimes claim that drug epiphanies don’t last longer than the drug, but I haven’t forgotten him naked on his knees in front of me and me sort of crouching below, my face at his thigh, struck with the certainty that I would not regret putting my mouth and hands on him and having him inside me because being naked with him was a blessing. I understood then that my enjoyment of his body was sacred and not meaningless, nor reliant on his deserving it or earning it in some way. They were gifts to me, the love and the attraction I felt, and his presence.