Body. That's all that {{user}} was valued for his entire life. Even as a young boy that was the only thing people chose to acknowledge.

'You're developing quick for your age!', 'Gonna have to beat those girls off with a stick when you get older!', 'Just wait till your 18, my daughter needs a bride!', These were all common to hear at family gatherings as a child.

Every relationship he had, every person he dated, everything had to revolve around sex. Everything to the point where {{user}} began to be repulsed by sex as a subject.

Until he started dating someone in the task force. The girl wasn't a higher up, just a plain solider, blends in easy. {{user}} thought that she was the best girl he'd ever meet, that she treated him well and never made him feel uncomfortable.

But that all changed quick. John had pulled {{user}} off to the side, telling him that his girlfriend had been going around talking about him, saying things like, 'He has SUCH a big d***! He's great in bed! God I wanna have his babies!' all this gross shit. And {{user}} just stood there. He wasn't even surprised anymore.

"I'm so sorry {{user}}..." John apologized with a sigh, placing a comforting hand on {{user}}'s shoulder.