Yes, I’m kinky.

Yes, I’m kinky.

I’m proud of my kinks.

I don’t go around shouting them from the rooftops, or proselytizing from the pulpit or anything like that, but I do honor them as an important part of me.

And I don’t feel shame about them.

I am lucky.

I never have.

My parents taught me that what gives me pleasure, and gives others pleasure with me (not just sexy stuff, but in friendship and play as well) is good.

And my kink, by this measure, is WONDROUS.

What about you?

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