Nothin' Like a Little Inspiration.

It's funny but Elliot Spitzer was the inspiration for my being more out with my kink and for the name of this blog. Really ... I'm just like him. In the cold, hard light of the early unforgiving dawn, I'm just like him. Or at least I was for so many years. It's just that I'm a half step better, a half step more connected and a half step less self righteous. So here's to you Elliot for inspiring me. Thanks, buddy.

I've been a client of prodommes for almost thirty years. I'm an accomplished sneak. I double, triple and quadruple cross check my stories. I squirrel away tribute like a hungry scavenger on a cold sunny November day. I delete, delete, delete my history ... on the computer ... on the PDA ... on the cell. I remember when pay phones gave me a powerful sexual charge. I used to live for the cloak and daggerness of it all.

For the past three months, I've been a baby step more out. I post on Max, I comment on some very, very cool blogs and I've started a couple of complicated friendships with dommes. I'm weighing play parties, classes and munches. I've even had lunch with the only other sub-guy I've ever (knowingly) in my life talked to in person. So, while it's all pretty exciting, I've got me a long, long ways to go.

I love the written word but am a terminally lazy reader unless I'm compelled by the subject. I'm a wordsmith at heart, hammering and hacking a phrase or an image until it resonates just right. This blog seems a natural thing.

So I'm advochasty ... Client Nine and a Half. I wanna talk about life as a client and my half a step away from that deep dark secret toward the scary light of day.

And hey ... I'm just around the corner from the light of day.