tidbits and tales to tell...

Inevitably it is the sordid tales you wish to hear, the story of my rises and falls from grace, of my past full of mystique to the common traveller meandering along life's pretty path while me and those other twisted creatures I cavort with in the shadows watch you stroll along oblivious to the "out there".

But no, you shall not be satisfied just yet my darling normal... instead here are tasters of my tales for you to sample and see if you fancy joining me further.

Do you really want to know how I ended up on a stage in Japan, tapdancing like Jerry Lewis for my own enjoyment, with long uncoordinated limbs flying about like a whizzomagog, flailing about so mawkishly I laughed til I peed? And only to upset the Japanese sensibilities and to make myself so asexual they would be appalled... alas, they loved it. The tapdance of glee was born.

Or would you prefer to hear how one goes from playground designer to Dominatrix in 2 weeks? Ah, now I have your attention. It shall not be sated for now though, so let that beautiful but dormant imagination wander freely with fancies and wishes. But yes, I was indeed paid handsomely to beat and humiliate and use and abuse the willing slaves who sought to worship me. Tiresome really...