Drinking with a friend of mine who was the first lesbian who was the first openly gay friend of mine was a different experience. We both liked a lot of the same things in the same women. Sexually speaking, we were very much alike, as two people who shared an interest in women would be, but one thing that caught both our interest was the discussion of the scent of women, and how that smell has a profound effect on a lover’s ability to function normally the next day. It’s an immersion experience, a sense of being with the person still, wearing something very personal, intimate, unique and primal, that zings through the senses like a rare form of electricity, like sexual lightning.
I find the feeling I get from finishing a book gives me that same sense of wearing that book within me, and remembering parts of it during a day has the same sort of lightning.