I have my own fantasies. A lot of them are the product of an overactive imagination that's been spoiled by a lot of real life fruition. It's within my power to make my fantasies into realities so naturally I'm becoming greedier; letting my mind run unfettering into the depths of absurdity, powered by old-fashioned, pure, hedonistic sadism. I don't want to hurt you in any old pedestrian way. I want to wound you. You'll tongue the hole I leave in you so you can enjoy the dull a