What does it matter whether I’m a man or a woman, that I might be both or neither? We all sweat, and you love the way I smell, the way my skin tastes. We all have hands, and I’m using them to make you come before we even get to whatever is between my legs. We still have mouths, lips, tongues, teeth, and I have yet to find a way to use them that you don’t like. So it doesn’t matter what I am or am not at the moment; I still fuck you just the way you love it.