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It's good to hear you're able to come out of your shell a little. I know I used to be really shy about sex to the point where I wasn't even able to enjoy it. My problem was always being too self-conscious -- wondering how I looked to my partner, whether I was doing things right, what they were thinking about, and so on ... it got pretty crippling. And yeah, sometimes those little sex "games" do seem so ridiculous that it seems impossible to imagine someone doing them with a straight face.
Since then, though, I've become a bit more comfortable with my own body when I'm with someone else. Part of that involved conscious will of my own, but a lot just took some time and natural maturation (since I'm very young in the first place), which I know will only continue into the future.
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The word "time" split its husk; poured its riches over him; and from his lips fell like shells, like shavings from a plane, without his making them, hard, white, imperishable words, and flew to attach themselves to their places in an ode to Time; an immortal ode to Time.
—Virginia Woolf, Mrs Dalloway
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