There is power, when accepting money for pleasure.... a confirmation of the
sensuality I know my body to hold, and the way the mind has turned it into a cause for benefitting the greater good of desires....
the law is broken only when the downhill slide reveals drug-sniffers turning $20 tricks.... fucked-up and unwashed. Rotten apples standing in an unpretty row, hoping to be able to buy the next injection... soon, p-p-please.
There are those who do not understand my power I have held, and know to be inside my depths. I get what I have wanted, almost with ease...
I am the one in charge, and in control, laughing at the 9-5ers with their
minimun wage frugality.
I am the same person with or without you knowing my secrets, and you respect
me and like me, with admiration....
What changes with a judgement-causing revelation? I'm still me, you're still
you, the only thing that has changed has been a fresh 10 seconds from my mouth...
Your husband probably has more passion for you because of me, for the attentiveness that I have taught him, and you could learn something too.... if your insecurities hadn't cut off the escape route from your own mind.

~sbhenderson

That rules. What a brilliant monologue, seriously that rocks. Made me laugh, but was that the wrong reaction? I'm sorry....

"You could learn something too.... if your insecurities hadn't cut off the escape route from your own mind" .... awesome.

Hope to see you gracing the board with more writing sometime soon xx

Laughing totally acceptable.... thank you for the words.... when writing this the phrases that I would use to describe the overtone would have to be ironic arrogance, and confident passion...