I can hold this pose with no fear or anxiety whatsoever.

I can open up my crotch to the sky, just inviting things to hit me there, because I know it won’t hurt at all.

Life is so good for me, I have trouble even imagining a weak spot there. The whole concept is strange to me, because obviously, I’ve never had balls; my brain never had to form the association of crotch = weak spot. Whereas that apparently comes natural to you.

Don’t you understand? Not only do I not have a weak spot there, I’ve never had to think of it that way a day in my life!

To me, it’s like any other area of my body. No vulnerability, no weakness, no fear. You poor boys. I don’t know what I did to deserve having it so good.