Matrix out of context

Weird tangent, but have you ever become unreasonably pissed off with a piece of clothing during sex? Sometimes I either don’t notice or disregard that I still have socks on, and I realize my mistake only once I lack the ability to maintain traction. Then it’s the socks’ fault, and some portion of my monkey brain flips and I have to tear off my socks in the most stupidly conspicuous way.

That, and belts waving back and forth just…