As I sort frantically through a metric fuckton of email on FetLife, follow up on some proposals for BDSM classes, update this here blog with new class listings, I was craving a snack.
I know. The superglam life of the Executive Pervert is a dizzying dance of desire…
Anyway, so yeah. Popcorn was the clarion cry.
I made some.
Then I realized that the vast majority of you might not be aware of one of my secret powers.
So I am sharing it with you.
Let me show you it.