If Life went without spontaneity, the "regular" would be the treat.  I welcome you to my promiscuous perception  My reality is fantasy and my fantasy is you. YOU... The stranger at my door.  Knock knock... Whom could it be? A tired and overworked man whose stress could be temporarily relieved in the embrace of a willing listener? there's something about the forbidden... The unknown... We go to school to learn... In reality ... All we really learn is that what we "know" is nothing.  The more answers I receive the desire to learn more presses deeper... Much like my desire to engage in the underworld... My needs are never quite met... I always want more.  I know nothing of the strangers that knock behind my door... What I do know (I think) is that we all long for something new, something strange, and something that even for just a moment... Is just ours. Is that risky? Certainly... But it sure as hell beats the "regular"  Pleasure has much more potential to be peaked and erotic if both people share in the goal of mutual climax. I look forward to our encounters  I still search for truth... I don't quite understand it yet... All I know is...  If the truth were like orgasms... We'd never lie.  

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