We Shed The Skins Of Who We

Common Sense Is The Enemy Of Romance

Once Desire Was Turned On, Combustion Gave It A Life Of Its Own. Once It Was Turned On It Became A Raging Wildfire, Uncontrollable And Uncontainable, The Type Of Conflagration That Had To Be Allowed To Burn Itself Out.

I Deserved To Find Pleasure That Surpassed My Imagination, Better Than Any I Had Experienced.

Physical Attraction Was About Aesthetics, Not Sexual Performance, Not Mental Stimulation. Without A Mental Connection, A Remarkable Sexual Performance Yielded No Lifelong Guarantees. It Was Only Lust. And Lust Was Not Love.

We Can Do Anything When We Decide To Win No Matter What!