’18,’ replied Heidi. ‘Well I won’t tell anyone,’ said Maya with one of her famous smiles. As the night went on, the two of them chatted eac... other up and had more than a few beers. Feeling a bit tipsy, their conversation turned to sex. ‘I usually pick up guys backstage,’ confessed Maya. Heidi put her hand on Maya’s thigh and replied in a hushed voice, ‘What about girls?’ Maya was speechless as she stared into Heidi’s blue eyes peering out from underneath her bangs. Maybe it was Heidi’s. He spun around in alarm, looking behind him. Was someone there? Or no, did something fall over? Shoot, was it fragile?He breathed again. Quickly. His mouth pressed closed. His nostrils flaring. Air seeped in with a set of low huffs. Very low. He didn't recognize the sound of his own breathing there. It was way lower in tone than normal. Was it the acoustics of the warehouse or something?His hands darted back up to the back of his neck. The cobwebs were still there. There were- there were much. ” My wicked smile returns and I drop you a conspirator’s wink as my foot continues to enjoy the feel of your heartbeat through your hard-on.“I implement different toys in the course of different scenes; whips, crops, restraints, rope, gags, plugs, vibrators, sleeves, paddles, collars, leashes, belts, clamps, cages, rings…” I stop and look down at my foot. There, on the top, is a smear of precum. “Oh dear, it seems as if you are still having a hard time learning to control your fluids. Be a lamb. To catch up, to live for a moment in unison with it, that was the miracle.My ideas usually come not at my desk writing but in the midst of living.When you make a world tolerable for yourself, you make a world tolerable for others.And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.I, with a deeper instinct, choose a man who compels my strength, who makes enormous demands on me, who does not doubt my courage or my toughness, who does not.