My first full body contact hug with the professor whom I subsequently fell in love with, and who broke my heart two months later, in April 2012. It’s full body contact I hate most, but I also dislike the single crooked-arm demi-hug and the leaned-in cheek kiss. I received each of the hugs described above with my body stiff, wanting it to be over. Once I’ve mentally recategorized someone I’m attracted to ― like that professor ― I’m warm and affectionate and even a little limpet-like. It was more rude but offered some protection and, at worst, a crooked-arm partial hug that avoided body contact.

Source: Huffington Post May 27, 2021 12:56 UTC