people are encouraged or allowed to develop ‘tastes’, ‘curiosities’, fetishes towards bodies as if they are candy. as if they are a flavor of candy. as if we are entitled to each other’s bodies like a fucking candy. don’t like it, spit it out. look for another. get sick of it, try something new. and we kill each other with this. we kill the sanctity of these ever dying bodies with this and dare to call it intimacy and love.
Before we slept together, there was at least some pretence that it was something we both wanted to do, that it was the healthy, strong beginning of an exciting new relationship. Now all the pretence seems to have gone, and we’re left to face the fact that we’re sitting here because we don’t know anybody else we could be sitting with.
Nick Hornby, High Fidelity