For some reason, I have two Angels. A dichotomy of love and lust, light and dark. Yet whenever she can, the dark Angel keeps the light Angel in chains, away from my mind.
The dark one is the Guardian of my debauchery. She leads me down paths of hedonistic glory and sexual excess. And let me tell you, I am yet to find a sexual boundary that impacts on her. She urges me to places where I become sexually replete. I am yet to go anywhere kicking and screaming.
Wherever she goes she takes all and rules all.
