There is much more to this story than horny people behind keyboards . But that is for another time . Let’s go back .. a bit more than a decade . I was “swept off my feet “ in the land of gone wild . I met a man in that land. The most charismatic man I’ve ever known. He knew what he was doing. I was naive .. and lapping up his attention like a kitty cat to milk . Sure he probably played me .. but I wanted to play right back . What’s giving up a part of yourself good for anyways except to feel something .. anything .. I was hooked . Before he left for the land of ghosting . He made an audio that lit fire to my soul and to my naughty bits . All this time later and I can still hear it in my head . He had been in my head so many times he knew exactly what I needed . I can still hear his breathe in my ear catching in his throat. The ache . The tender mixed with the animal ready to devour its prey . Absolute destruction of body and mind and a little bit of both our souls . It was single handedly the most raw and precious gift. Don’t get me wrong . I’m fully aware this man did not love me. He wouldnt .. couldn’t love me . But I am ever grateful . For he showed me what it felt like to be truly desired . Something I had never felt .. and haven’t felt since .