I practice hard to focus the fires in me for good, respectful, and consensual fun with a partner and for womankind.

So picture a winding staircase to a basement wine cellar and special "red" rooms and "darker places".

Think of all the rich smells of leather-bound books, interesting knick-knacks, pictures of erotica women, and men to excite the eyes.

Soft satin sides where if a person just took their hand and let it linger as they go down it will send a chill up their arm.

Of course, there is a fire pole for those souls that say fuck this I need some to slide down hot and fast. Of course, the pole can vibrate too.

That is the entrance to what bounces around in my mind. #teeHee.

If someone can take my suggestions and playfully use it in their lives to "get some pleasure". I feel I have been able to help humanity lift itself from the hells and bondage chains of life.

Of course, those chains can be used for other more consensual purposes.

Thank you again for such a hot damn article. You ladies are amazing with your writing, as I have stated.

Believe it or not, you inspire some of the poetry I created including the ones I released for today.

Exotic Dances

Inspired by Femininity

BTW Holly Bradshaw: the last poem has an intellectual easter egg in it. It is also a very layered poem, so if you are a person that likes a poem with deep layers and multiple meanings you may enjoy it!