Age domina, accipe manum meam, inveniamus voluptatem. - I said that.

I'm primarily seeking friends initially, for without friendship what truly are we? So I'd appreciate friendly messages starting conversation if you don't mind. Otherwise I shall have to resort to Lego builds. Befriend me, I dare you.

Former occasional boudoir photographer. Which I successfully did with no untoward entanglements. Photography of that sort is clever telling of mistruths, innocence dressed up as filth. Would I do it again? Probably yes if I was asked.

I do have a problem taking much seriously when it doesn't matter. Life is annoying enough, we might as well fill it with laughter.

Too long it has taken to get to who I am. Shamelessly sapiosexual, seemingly demisexual, polyjamorous (you know who you are), self proclaimed "T***zaphiliac" ((That's T-rap-eza-philiac) honestly I don't know if I made that up), frequently confused and lover of conversation.

I'm certainly not the person I was when I was discovering things and, obviously, experience has bent me into what I should be. I'm starting to suspect that I'm some sort of pleasure vampire, happy to live off whatever I can do to make you feel good. I'm sure, if invited, I would feast on any willing damsel to satiate.

But what do I want? That's up to you to find out. But if you think you can ignite my mind and inflame me then you are more than welcome to try.

Maybe you can just ask me what "T***zaphiliac" is. Maybe you can just drop me a line about a story I wrote or anything else on my profile. We both might enjoy that.

Do I have limits?
Everyone has limits don't they, but the envelope can be pushed, it seems, with a person who sparks me.
Outdoors? Sure!
Restraints? Okay!
Threesome? I'm going to be non participating aren't I!
Waste products? No thanks.