Penance

Dirty talk can be hit and miss. Strike the wrong note in stealth, and it can kill a mood; hit the right tone, and it can rocket the eroticism skyward. Discussing the edgy words before trying them out is more useful than guesswork. Calling me ‘good girl’ makes the brat in me bristle; an encouraging ‘clever girl’ makes me smile. Though it was intoning the words “Forgive me Father, for I have sinned,” kneeling in front of a role-playing priest, that turned the eroticism from zero to hot in the time it would have taken to say a few Hail Marys. Let’s talk about penance. Hallelujah.