I grew up in this medical atmosphere, and thought I wanted to be a doctor. I was a hippie, didn't have a lot of goals.

Even thinking back to the age of ten, I found myself more interested in sex than the other children I knew. When I saw one dog jump on top of another dog, I wanted to watch. I found it exciting; I found it stimulating. I was really curious about nudity. I was really curious about breasts. I was really curious about what was under the clothes. I'd go into the hamper and look at my mother's underwear, her conical bras.

Anytime something becomes widely condemned and taboo, it will be eroticized.

I'm nearly six foot tall and have biggish breasts, as well as being a sexual know-it-all. Yes, loving me does require a certain level of confidence.

I grew up in this medical atmosphere, and thought I wanted to be a doctor. I was a hippie, didn't have a lot of goals.

It doesn't seem that the female brain is organized for fetishes. I suspect it has to do with our animal backgrounds. Fetishes are a frustration fall back for men cut out of the breeding Olympics. The female can always get sex. It's her role to deny sex.

For me, bondage makes me feel powerless and annoyed. It's like, can you untie me?