The primitive logic that is burned into our genetic souls listens to the questions no lips can answer. We are compelled to move within clearly predetermined dances of giving and receiving since the dawn of time. Instinct and intuition unlock unspoken urges...flesh and friction reveal the way.
I seek an intuitive path: one that doesn't rely on toys or empty commands to open doors. The power of invitations and of whispered suggestions often sets a most delicious table.
The rest is simply a tidying up of details...

Easy to talk...hard to live. Emotions tied to these ideals linger long after touch has occured. One should never enter into a covenant lightly or frivolously. It rarely ends well when you do. It is far easier to start something than sustain it. Opening one's self completely can never be undone. Respect those who place their trust in your hands...it is a sacred trust.

I feel that I consider myself a hypnotically sensual eroticist...the term Dominant just doesn't ring completely true and often implies a different track than I prefer to travel.

I believe in the Zen of embracing the moment with what it presents and then squeezing the living shit out of it to extract maximum delight...for all parties involved. I suppose that is the mission of a lifelong healer and musician. What I send to you flows back and is inensified with each cycle. It's not a role. It's not a game. It's not performance. It is simple direct emotional and physical interplay without blurred intent. I desire the real you held inside you...as you want the real me that desires the real you...and so it goes...and goes...