She’d read in her history books, that before the revolution, men had made small talk with women at bars, used something called pickup lines, and bought women drinks in hopes of getting their cocks serviced. Now days, women were expected to keep their assholes lubed when at the singles bars, so that men could use whichever hole or holes they liked to pound their cocks into. She was glad there had been a five million woman march on Washington to make sure that women had the right to be fucked by men at any time and in any way. She couldn’t imagine how frustrating the past must have been.