In many ways she is ordinary. If you passed her in the street you may not give her a second look.

But something has awoken within her quiet frame, for she has become my ultimate sexual mate, my agent provocateur, agitator of my sexual wants.  

From secret admirer to courtesan. 

From prey, she becomes the hunter.

From submissive to mistress. 

When we met, life had her caged like a bird, who had lost her desire to sing.  Now she flies high on the thermals of sexual expression.  

Her touch electrifies my soul, as no one else has ever done.