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Great meeting you tonight Mistress Shang in the Training session with Mistress Dalisay. You remind me Adele Yoshioka.

More likely victim of desire. Peak wisdom would require more forethought and self-reflection.

I though I would unwind one evening this weekend with a museum night at the MET. But yet I could not escape the images of BDSM and Female Supremacy. After picking up their seasonal program, I saw the add for the exhibition below. Seeing that I had some personal interests analogous to the great philosopher Aristotle, I looked up the story of "Aristotle and Phyllis": "The story of Aristotle and Phyllis is a popular medieval cautionary tale about lust and female power, featuring the philosopher Aristotle, tutor to Alexander the Great, being seduced by Phyllis (Alexander's mistress) and made to act like a horse for her amusement, proving that even the wisest man can fall victim to desire, a theme depicted widely in medieval art like tapestries and sculptures." Sound Familiar? https://www.metmuseum.org/exhibitions/spectrum-of-desire-love-sex-and-gender-in-the-middle-ages https://www.metmuseum.org/art/collection/search/459202

Playboy Bunny? or Easter Bunny?

How could I say no? What could possibly go wrong? "One pill makes you larger And one pill makes you small And the ones that mother gives you Don't do anything at all"

Looks like Tom Petty beat you too it.

I am more like a connoisseur of the fine Goddesses. As the name says, I am an Aficionado.

I can arrange a serenade.

I'm convinced that Mistress Dalisay is a reincarnated 80's Rock and Roll groupie that inspired these lyrics for Def Leppard: I'm outta luck Outta love Got a photograph Picture of Passion killer You're too much You're the only one I wanna touch I see your face every time I dream On every page, every magazine So wild and free, so far from me You're all I want, my fantasy Oh-oh, look what you've done to this rock 'n' roll clown Oh-oh, look what you've done All I've got is a photograph But it's not enough I'd be your lover If you were there Put your hurt on me If you dare Such a woman You got style You make every man Feel like a child You got some kinda hold on me You're all wrapped up in mystery So wild and free, so far from me You're all I want, my fantasy