An honest assessment, I am coming to the end of the rat race and starting to look around at where I am. I am looking at what I have accomplished and what I might be able to accomplish. It may have not been worth 'it' but here I am. Sometimes I think a delayed childhood has sent me on a quest for toys and playmates. Its not what you think, motorcycles, cycling, shooting, sea kayaking, armored combat, etc. I'm not sure I'm looking for a playmate here as much as a kindred spirit.
Ds is a precious gift not to be squandered on the wrong person. "To whom much is given, much is expected" And BD or SM applied as a result should be done with the utmost consent.
Ah, a conscience is a terrible thing to waste.
Secret to the end. The book of love was not enough to see us through. The final chapter in the contract has expired.