“I have lived and slept in the same bed with English countesses and Prussian farm women…no woman has excited passions among women more than I have.”
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“When once the woman has tempted us, and we have tasted the forbidden fruit, there is no such thing as checking our appetites, whatever the consequences may be.” Letter to Mrs. Richard Stockton, September 2, 1783
“He towered over her, dwarfing her with his height and the bulk of his body which was clothed in the way of a mortal gentleman. He felt and heard that voice tremble inside her, replaced the rational voice she allowed to go unchecked. ‘He could break me, hurt me, dominate me’. “Not break. Not hurt.” he murmured as he raised a hand to her cheek and smoothed his fingers down its softness, “But dominate you? Yes. Master you? yes. Make you yield to what you want, make you surrender to who you truly are? Yes.”
I am sensual and very physical. I’m very erotic. But my sexuality exists on a sort of a fantasy level.
“The trouble with resisting temptation is you may not get another chance.”
“Sex was lovely. Sex was sublime. Sex was flesh and cock and suck and fuck and come. This night sex was starlight. Sex was oxygen. Sex was us, and we were beautiful, beautiful and perfect in each others arms.”
“What would you like to do to my neck?” I asked. “Seduce me with your words. Feel free.” |
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