Report, if you have a problem with this page“ I got the recurring itch to hunt for a dirty scene. I found myself in a swank hotel bar, a Westin or someplace like that, and flirted shamelessly with a well-dressed man who invited me up to his room. I could say he slipped a Mickey into my drink, but, I’d be fooling myself. When the endorphins kicked in, the man had his belt around my neck and choked me, while riding me from behind and calling me names. Afterward, he asked if I was okay and reminded me I agreed to this type of breath play. Maybe I did. ”
