...but am i?

Something that came to mind today while I was on the phone and creating some mp3's. Many of my callers seem to have a genuine fear or concern that "they are the only one" that ever thought _______

9.7 /10 times they are not...very rarely does someone come up with something so out there, so unique I've not heard of it before...

so this is for you: the new caller, the new sub, the new seeker....(capitalization based on BDSM protocols) This isn't a real life conversation/poem, but it could be...my heart breaks for those that feel alone and it is one more reason I do what I do.



...but am i??

i seek to serve a Domme, one who will be my Goddess;

a beauty with wisdom beyond my comprehension.

A Woman so clearly out of my league, yet i'm compelled;

compelled to reach out to seek Her.

i find Her, a wonder with grey eyes and a quick wit.

One who speaks very matter-of-factly but isn't cruel.

but...i have a secret.

i've not spoken of it to anyone.

i like to wear panties and pretend i'm a girl.

i call this Marvel; She listens--without interruption to my tale.

i ask her rhetorically, "It seems that i must be the only one that does this??"

She is thoughtful, choosing words like daggers to throw precisely.

"No, there are many men that wish to be a woman and visa- versa.

rarely is someone so far  out there that they are the only one."

i pause...my voice cracking...."but am i?"