“I am Black, kinky and seriously considering leaving The Life.”

I think about these words now from where I’ve been commanded to be on my knees, hands on my thighs, completely still. I am rarely ever still. There is always one more thing to do, another task I start to think of while pretending to relax. My feelings of gratitude to this man for seeing this, for taking the time to help me conquer my racing brain, give way to thoughts of how I thought I could live without this.

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