Nude Webcamming, Is that something you would consider?

If it were not for all of the different types of people in this world, it would be pretty dull.

 

Greetings and welcome to my Blog.

Toward the bottom you will find and excerpt from Cyber Subs.

Tonight I wanted to answer some questions regarding some feedback, as well as some twitter comments.

“Did you know that you have some followers who are openly gay and even Trans?  Some followers of yours are openly porn dealers!”

“Yes, I know that some of my followers are gay.  Yes, I am aware that some of them are actively seeking clients for their activities on sites like My Free Cams.”

If I follow them or RT them, that does not mean that I endorse what they are doing.  I also will not condemn them. 

Yes, from time to time I will re-tweet those that follow me if there is something that I think others will find of value.  The ladies that “model” to fulfill fantasies of people around the world most probably do this in other local places beside the internet. Just a guess.

I welcome civil discourse from anyone that reads my blogs or books.  I will not judge you.  I may ignore you; if you are not pleasant.

If you were to gather some folks and put them all into a darkened room, I think you would find that what we have in common, far outweighs the biases that some impose on others.  I would encourage everyone to seek that which we share, and not that which divides us.

When I started marketing my books after I wrote several, someone followed me on Twitter who on her bio said “Cyber Whore or Slut.” I forget which.  Folks, I don’t judge people, that is above my pay grade.  If it were not for all of the different types of people in this world, it would be pretty dull.

If you ever get a chance to meet me, you will find that I will engage you in conversation.  Your tattoos or piercings or race or ethnicity or sexual orientation does not, or will not daunt me.  While many do this to rebel against that which is, I am not dissuaded.  I see through you! By “this,” I mean excessive ink or piercings or what have you.

Assuming that you are not stoned or incapable of articulating your speech, I welcome everyone to participate in civil, social intercourse. (talking)  Your ideas have merit!  Everyone brings something to the table.  I value you, just like I value those that read my work or blog or tweets.  It makes little difference if you are in lockstep agreement with me or not.

If we seek improvement or betterment, or as I like to say enlightenment, that is more than half the battle.   Someone once said, “if you are coasting, you are going downhill!”

Think about that, and then apply it to your life.

This person who followed me on Twitter piqued my curiosity as to why she would describe herself in such a pejorative manner.  Unaware that there was such a place as My Free Cams, I followed her link.  Her description was and is part of her marketing strategy.  That and some lewd pictures of herself.   I am all about self-discovery and accepting oneself for who and what they are.  I am also an artist who loves the human body of any gender!

I for one am thankful that she followed me.  We have talked a few times on Twitter. However, she has no clue that her spirit, if you will, is part of my book.

It took little time to discover what this site was about, and the fantasies that it facilitates. Some would say that this is probably a hollow existence. I have found however that imaginations, unlike people, seldom let you down.  One could arguably question the mental stability of those of us who choose to live vicariously through such actions; I would say that as long as you can separate the two, you are good to go.

Many of us live through some sort of fantasy, and not all fantasies are sexual. Some might watch sports, secretly envisioning themselves as the quarterback or the pitcher. When we read (and when we write) we live through the characters in the book.  That is why my characters are so dynamic!

Those that read EL James books are living vicariously through her characters.

Imagine if you will, allowing someone to pull down your panties and take a belt to your bare bottom. What could someone possibly get out of that? 

After a suitable amount of investigative research, I wrote such a book as an experiment.  Science Fiction is my usual mode of thinking when it comes to writing.  Exploring erotic fantasy with a technological bent was and is close.

Cyber Subs, no not submarines but SUBS!

Trisha and Denise were friends in a farming community in Kansas.  If you have ever lived in such a place, you know that it can get pretty dull.  Human sexuality being what it is, adding the internet into the mix, this story wrote itself.

Cyber Subs receives over 2500 hits every day.  Please consider owning your own copy, and by all means, give me feedback.  The price is low because I, like many, are independent authors.  That means that agents and publishers are not getting anything out of it.  It also means that we as authors do everything!  We write it, edit it, market it and do the cover art.  The amazing part is that Amazon and other e-publishing sites still get over 30%, and they do nothing.  They provide the place to put it along with millions of others.  They have some upfront programming cost, and everything else is automated gravy.

If you as an author or I chose to use their marketing tools, they charge for that as well.  That is why we enjoy it when someone like yourself reads our books and offers some feedback.  We love it when you give us feedback! I will guarantee that there are typos in our books.  Since I find them all the time in published Barns and Nobles type books, I can predict you will see them as well.  If you see them in my novels, please let me know.  I publish my books with a revision number much as software writers do with their code.  I will fix them when enough are found either by yourself, and or others like you, and fix them.  Once I do I will tweet about it as I did with Saga of the Starduster.  That novel is still my number one best seller!

Let’s see if we can get Cyber Subs to give it some competition!

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Much Love –TW

Below you will see an excerpt from Cyber Subs.

Trisha has bombed out at finding work in Kansas and decided to leave for Phoenix where her friend is managing to make a living.  What her friend does is shocking!

Escape from Hell

Trisha’s brother was secretly happy for his sister getting out of Kansas.  He knew that she was unhappy on the farm. After graduating from college, the jobs were not there.

“Do you think you will be coming home again sis,” David asked?

“David, I am not going to lie, I hope not, not to stay anyway.  I love you and Dad, but this is not for me.”

“After Mom passed I knew it was rough on you; Dad was so upset with you for leaving that he has me driving you to the airport.”

“David, I know you understand; I am not ready to be “the little woman” without the perks that go with it.  Farm life sucks!  I am twenty-six years old, and still a virgin for Pete sake, at least you get some action..”

“My friend Billy likes you, Trisha.”

“Billy, you can’t be serious. We are talking about a guy that failed gym class.  This guy fights the hogs for their slop!  I think I can do better.”

David laughed; he knew that she was right.

“Sis, come home for the holidays, there is little going on that time of year. By then maybe Dad and I will learn how to cook without poisoning ourselves.”

“Just remember, the smoke detector is not the oven timer! You will be alright.”

“Do you need me to park, and help with your bags?”

“No, one bag rides on the other, I got this David.  Stay in touch; you have my number.”

“Love you, sis, take care of yourself.”

David watched for a minute as she went to curbside check-in, then up the escalator as if she was running for her life.

Getting through the airport gave her time to think about what she was doing.

Her friend Denise moved before she graduated and managed to make it in Phoenix. If Denise could do it, Trisha figured she might too.

She missed her roommate and all the things that they shared; Trisha was looking forward to catching up.

The flight from Kansas City was bumpy as they went over the southern tip of Colorado on her to way Phoenix.  Once off the plane, it was evident that she was no longer in Kansas. The heat was intense; Trisha wished that she had a bottle of water as she waited on Denise.

A honking horn signaled Trisha that Denise was waiting along the curb for her.  It was all they could do to fit her luggage into the lime green Volkswagen that Denise had in Kansas.

“You still have Denny?”

“Can you believe it? How have you been sugar?”

“I was going crazy.  After mom passed, Dad has been a mess.  He and David are obsessed with the farm, and I got tired of being the “little woman.”

“That had to suck.  So, how long can you stay?”

“That is up in the air. If I can find a job and support myself, I might just stay here period.  Otherwise, I am going to try until my savings run out, and then buy a ticket home.”

“I don’t mean to sound cliché but Trisha; you’re not in Kansas anymore.  There are opportunities here.”

“You were pretty tight-lipped on the phone, what do you do to make it?”

“Don’t judge me, just listen and then we can talk.”

Pulling into the parking lot of her apartment complex, they each grabbed a bag and headed inside.

Denise had a three-bedroom apartment, a master, guest, and office.

“This is lovely Denise, ok, if you are managing this by yourself, I will try hard not to judge you, what are you doing?”

“Primarily I do waitress stuff, Trisha, opening her closet she showed her some outfits that belonged to a chain of restaurants that specialize in entertaining their men clientele.”

“You’re showing your boobs for tips?”

“I seem to remember you getting a few pinches on your bottom at the truck stop for tips; there is no touching here and, it is just some of the goods, not all of me.”

“If my parents had found out about those pinches, I would have been killed,” Trisha said.

“Me too but, we made some money, and we survived Lawrence Kansas.”

“In a strange way Denise, I miss those little pinches.  Does that even make sense?” Denise smiled at her reaching behind her, pinching her bottom, “are you better now?”

“Thanks!” she said laughing at her. “Are they hiring?”

“We are, and I already have you pretty much hired, are you up for pulling a shift tonight?”

“Without even an interview?”

Touching Trisha’s breasts through her blouse, “honey, with these things, if you wear one of my outfits here, talk like you have a few neurons firing in that beautiful blond head of yours, it will not even be a question.”

Trisha liked the feel of her touch.  She wondered what had changed.  Denise had never felt her before in any manner.

“If I can make some money, it will extend my stay, are you sure you are ok with me staying here with you?”

“For the first week or so, you are my guest Trisha, if you feel like you can make it, and you want to stay, share the rent and groceries with me.  Deal?”

“Ok, I guess I can wait tables again.”

“After we get you unpacked, let me show you a few tricks to get the most tips.”

“Like we used to get the answers for the test and share them?”

“Just like it…We are going to have fun.”

“I have missed you, Denise; do you remember all the adventures we had?”

“You mean the trouble we got into with the sisters?”

“Yea, that too, but we had fun.”

“Between the farm and school, I could not wait to get out of town!” Denise said.

“It was bearable until Mom died of cancer. After you left and she died, I could not stand it!”

“I am surprised you lasted as long as you did.”

“I think I still have bruises from Barney at the truck stop.  Are you sure they don’t touch here?”

Denise looked at her bottom and then her, “you know, with that bottom and those boobs, you may make more than me. No, they don’t touch.”

“You said primarily you wait tables, what else do you do?”

“Are you still open-minded?” She asked.

“I will still smoke weed if you can get it, how open-minded do I need to be?”

Denise led her to her office.  Opening the door, it looked more like a photography studio than an office.

“Ok, I will bite, what is this?”

“Trisha, I make a lot of money with this, and I have fun doing it.  I smoke a little grass, drink a little wine and tease the hell out of people from around the world.  They do not know who I am, or where I am.”

“Still not judging here, I have seen some cam stuff on the internet, is that what you do?”

“I am not sure what you saw but, do you remember Stacy that lives on that farm on the east side?”

“Of course, what about her.”

“I saw her on here, out in the field at that picnic table doing this from the farm.”

“You mean the picnic table we all ate watermelon on a few years ago?”

“Yes, and we played in the kiddie pool, it was still there!”

“Small world, how do you keep people from knowing who you are?”

Pointing to wigs, makeup and other outfits in the closet, she looked at Trisha. “Still not judging me?”

“No, I think I have butterflies in my stomach thinking about what it must be like to do that.”

“The first few times it was fucking awesome.  There is this huge adrenaline rush.”

“Do we have time to see some of this before we go wait tables?”

“Help me fix some lunch; we can watch a little while we eat.  I can take the laptop out to the kitchen.”

Trisha had obtained a quick tour of the camera site before they had to get dressed.  Fixing her clothing to look like she had worked there for years, the manager hired her on the spot.  Denise trained her in no time; it was a limited menu.

On the way home that night they stopped for fast food.  “What did you think of your first day?”

“I should be exhausted, but I am wired.”

“We have the same schedule; Burt knows that you are staying with me, and he likes you.  Between the two of us, we will probably bring in more customers for him.”

“These boobs have not done much for me so far; why not bring in some money?”

“That is the way I look at it. I am good for a couple of hours, would you like to watch me cam a little?”

Trisha looked at her, “Ok, I think I would, that will be terribly personal won’t it?”

“You are my oldest and dearest friend, besides; you might like what you see.”

Trisha now knew that something had changed with her friend.  A frisson went through her, as she thought about how this night might end. Denise set her up in an opposite corner of the room with her laptop logged into the site.  Trisha could see the cameras that Denise was using as well as a behind the scenes look.

This novel is 105 thousand words of a story.  I admit that it has some tawdriness to it but, it is a complete story with humor, love, plot twist and turns and even some remote love of a very different kind.

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-TW

WebCam Shows

Would you pose nude on a cam show for hundreds of men?

One of my twitter followers had a bio of Web Cam Slut.  She then had an advertisement for herself on MyFreeCams.

From time to time I actually look at some of my follower’s bio’s, and I must tell you I was blown away.

If you go to this site, there will be around one thousand ladies online at any given time.

This was excellent fodder for Cyber Subs which is an entirely made up story on my part.

Here is the truth of it though.

Think about this for a second.

At a certain time of the day, you are going to allocate X hours to entertain whoever you can via a site like this.

Thirty minutes till that time you go take a shower and put on some sort of costume that will include sexy underclothes.  You fix your hair and makeup and then make things really sexy.  I like the thong under the sexy panties routine personally.  A little more to tease folks with.

You have been advertising through social media that you will indeed be on at a particular time.

Shutting off the phone and locking yourself into your studio you bring up the site.  You place the camera accordingly.  You even have the professional studio lights that cast the right amount of light to enhance your ….assets….

Among the rest of the accouterments, you have your Hitachi charged and ready for action.

You place certain toys to taunt your audience within reach, and of course, you have a goal in mind.  Your goal is stated in such a way that you make it your audience’s goal.

The time you planned to start is now. You flip on your camera and wait for your regulars to show.

If you have worked your act up, your followers will be waiting for you.

Selling peeks at certain parts of your body for tips the bell rings, and now you must come through for them. Flashing a breast or something else starts the ball rolling.  Teasing the regulars who find you irresistible are most probably taking matters in hand, while others get things going.

Someone from somewhere decides that your bottom is just so sweet that it needs some color.

Paying the tips needed for some spanks you must now follow through.

In my book Cyber Subs, I have the two girls working the crowd punishing one another; among other things.

While the story wrote itself, I wonder if the ladies that do this get anything out of it other than money.

It is modern day prostitution without the fear of getting some disease.

This novel has been downloaded so many times it is evident that people are obsessed with erotic novels such as this. Unlike 50 Shades, you could actually become a model on one of these sites.  The 50 Shades fantasy requires a misogynistic billionaire who is “fifty shades fucked up.”

Webcam shows just require an internet connection, camera, and some guts!

Think about that for a second.

There are all types of women on there.  Yes, I was curious, and I looked.

As an artist, I love the human body either man or woman.

Is there such a site for male models?

Some young ladies appear almost anorexic and then there are some who have apparently never missed a meal.  Not judging, just making a point.  Your body type is not a show stopper.  There was one lady on there that was so pregnant one had to wonder if she was planning on giving birth on cam for tips!

Where are we as a society?

We are tethered to our smart phones and tablets.

We spend more time on social media than we do with our friends.

We spend time berating those who breast feed in public and then look for sites like this to watch women masturbate.

I for one agree with the Free The Nipple people.

Breasts on some men look as though they might belong to a woman.  Scout Willis is pioneering this effort, and my hat is off to her.

The dichotomy that exists is this.  Some women are horrified that men find women sexually attractive and thus feel objectified as a sex object. Thousands of women model on these sites and are doing what?

They are attracting the worst part of the male species and extorting money from them while debasing the feminine argument of being objectified.

Not all men will seek such sites.  Not all women will approve of such actions.

Here is the truth of it though.

Some of these ladies are doing this to be told how pretty they are.

Some of them are so starved for attention that being naked on cam is one way to get someone to tell them how much they like them.

Conversely, some men are real losers.

In my book, I refer to them as Billie’s  “Read the book to find out why. You will like it!

The truth of it however is, that man is driven by visual stimulation and women by emotional stimulation.

If you want to attract a guy let’s face it, you need to look like a ten.

Guys, if you want to attract a gal, you also need to be well manicured, and that means no beer belly. You must also be emotionally there, and supportive.

People look for visual clues when hunting a mate.  Symmetry starts the process.  We are genetically programmed for such things.  That is why sex sells.  PR firms know how to manipulate the masses and they do it perfectly.

When looking for a possible mate some programming instilled in us comes to life.  Those ladies on sites such as this are capitalizing on genetic programming.

When people mature they realize that there is more to life than looks.

That is why some of the ladies on these sites are there.  They know that some men are also not tens but require that connection even if it is through PM’s and a video or two from some cum show.  Yes, I said it, that is one of the things that they sell.

When I read certain novels I fall in love with the characters without ever seeing them. Who I am actually falling in love with is the writer who created them as those characters represent some small part of their creator.

If you want to get to know someone read their books.

Writing about the underbelly of the internet, was an eye opener for me as a writer. Placing myself in the roles of Denise or Trisha and then working through the parts that I just laid out was rather interesting.  The only way I could have done a better job of it would be to get on cam… Not going to happen…

No, I have never been on cam but, I must admit the thought of it was titillating.  Can you imagine yourself seductively removing your clothing for hundreds of people?  Some of the ladies have several hundred viewers watching their every move.

Take a look at Cyber Subs and tell me what you think.

“If you are one of my twitter followers and you are also on one of these sites, tell me… how close did I call it?”

Before I end this post, let me repeat that I am NOT judging anyone.  We all have our skeletons in the closet, and not one of us is perfect.

I just finished Dragon Master and the Witch, and I am looking for an idea for the next Novel.  Go check it out and support an independent author …Me…

If you were going to read something, what kind of book would you be looking for?

If I use your idea, I will mention you in the acknowledgment section of the next book!

If you are an author or writer that might mean something to you.  With 25 novels selling around the world, it is only a matter of time before one of them goes viral.  That is my hope anyway.

Much Love  -TW

Is Pornography a bad thing?

When you cannot tell the difference between fantasy and reality, you are in trouble. 

I have become confused over the years as many things are now lumped together or synonymous with the word “porn.”

  • Food Porn
  • Library Porn
  • And of course erotic porn.

If we can agree that pornography can be interpreted as an extreme of something, then we can continue on to the main topic.

In the sense that too much of anything is bad, we can quickly come to a consensus that porn in the sense of “too much,” is probably not good.

What I want to address however are the different kinds of erotic pornography.

Why do people look at or partake in porn in the first place?

Fantasy vs. reality.

In our daily lives, we live in our world of work, school or home life.  During our waking hours, we do what we must do to stay on task or to be on purpose for who or what we are.  Life can get pretty mundane.  Several days a week we get up and do our thing.  When we come home, we have another “thing” to do which is usually boring or at least mundane.  Many of us might read for an escape, or most will sit in front of the TV and live their lives vicariously through football or dancing with the stars or some reality tv show, where we become the star of the show.

How many lazy boy quarterbacks have you seen, or perhaps you are one.  We scream at the TV when a bad call is made, and we just don’t care that they cannot hear us.  Monday morning we visit with our cohorts and talk smack about the lousy calls and then reluctantly engage in our task of shuffling papers, or writing code or whatever it is that you do.  That is a reality.

Before the Internet, Pornography was relatively mild, somewhat limited to truck stops, bookstores or adult bookstores, and of course, the ever popular Playboy which I would argue was really not porn.  Hustler was porn and the first to show parts of the female anatomy that one could claim had nothing to do with artistic value.

Along came an easy way to exploit people through the internet.

“Yes women are objectified but let’s face it, unless they are forced to do it by some sex trafficker, they do it to themselves.”  The porn industry is huge.  Like drugs, there is a demand for it.  If there is a demand; no matter how illegal it becomes, there will be a source.

I wrote about marketing earlier, and sex sells. Why?  Why does sex sell?

If you go to the beach no matter your gender, look at the people who are attractive in your opinion.  Now try and take care to notice where your eyes go.  If you are a man most probably your eyes will immediately go to the parts of her body that are covered by cloth, and your brain will fill in the blanks.

If you are a woman and you see some man that interests you; if you are honest with yourself, after looking at his face or smile and abs, your eyes will check out the bulge in shorts, or his behind.

I write a lot about nudists in my books because people fascinate me.  If you are wearing a bikini, you will notice the looks from men and might have an urge to say “hey, my eyes are up here.”

The simple facts are that he or you are following your program. 

When a person sees someone that is sexually stimulating to them the reward center of the brain releases chemicals that start the process of procreation.

The whole process could take hours or months to complete but make no mistake, it is a chemically induced process.  When sex is involved, again, chemicals control the process from flirtation to pillow talk.  Orgasm releases feel-good chemistry in the brain as well as chemicals that shut off the desire for more sex in the man until he recharges.  Hence the stupor and sleep following sex.

Those chemicals or the reward of their release is what pushes us for some private time with the internet and some appliance, or at least a little digital exercise of the non-electronic kind if we are single.  I would argue that it is probably healthy and if not taken to an extreme, not a bad thing.

Realizing that we are designed for procreation now let’s go back to the pornography question.

Anyone on the internet of any age can get all the porn that they want.

Let that sink in for a moment.  Your five year old can stumble across it.

Young folks see this type of stuff and have no idea how to process it.  Once in puberty, they have the desire; it is built in.  Now they have many of the questions answered as they can watch all of it that they want.

Desire and mystery removed, now they just need a willing partner.  Will babies be made or diseases spread, probably!

Pornography is not real life.  Not many pizza men will ring you up looking to trade sex for pizza.  If they do it could be a whole new franchise opportunity.

Young folks have no idea about such things and get screwed up ideas about sex and how it works because of what they might see.

Sex for most of us comes with commitment and emotional investment.  Without it, you might as well date a corpse.

Morality is under attack by what we see in the world today, and few voices are saying, hold on there cowboy, that is not the way that it works.  With the family unit in disarray, too many teen parents are being made, and abortion is probably not the answer.

What about you and I, we are adults, is porn a good thing or a bad thing?

If you find yourself dating your Hitachi more than a real person, it is probably a bad thing.

The problem with porn is that it leads people to fantasize about certain things which are just crazy if you think about it.  In Denise and Trisha’s adventure, I write about rich people who pay these girls to perform acts on one another in front of a webcam to fulfill their fantasy’s.  They are Dom’s in every sense of the word, but since it is over the internet and the location and identity of each of them are hidden, they can live out their fantasy remotely.

I discovered the underbelly of the internet from one of my Twitter followers who is on a site called My Free Cams.  Checking out that site, the story wrote itself.  Over a thousand “models” at any given time are working their audience for tips.  They are providing a type of prostitution where no contact is made other than through the mouse or keyboard.

Since the writing of that book, I have learned of several other services that provide the same thing.  This means that there are thousands of young ladies out there making money from their bedroom’s entertaining people for tips.

“I am not judging them.”

If they are consenting adults and make an informed decision to do this, it is their choice.  These girls are also from many different countries.  I would love to crawl around in their heads to see what if anything they get out of it.  Is it titillating in some way?

My issue with this site and some like it is that anyone can log in and see whatever they are doing.  While they tell you if you are under 18 to go away, they are not exactly asking for id.  Are there girls on this or other sites who are being forced to do this?  Possibly. Could the models be under 18?  Good question…

Is porn a bad thing?

Porn is a thing, as my novels are a thing.  If you read Denise and Trisha’s adventure, I paint pictures in your head that could be pornography.  I am assured that my novel is not smutty but in a 50 Shades kind of way, it is certainly titillating.

I got a kick out of a couple that I know.  She was fussing at her husband for looking at too much Cinemax or internet porn while she read smutty books.  Holier than thou much?  It is the same damned thing!

I would argue that books like mine or 50 shades are better as your imagination will probably paint a better picture than some person who day in and day out has sex for a living.  That is why I have always felt the book version was better than the movie.

When you cannot tell the difference between fantasy and reality, you are in trouble.  These teachers who are sleeping with students have crossed the line, and one has to wonder what did they put into their heads?

Mental health will be the next big need in this country and probably others as we change the dynamics of who we are.

When I was speaking of nudist earlier, if you have ever tried it, the awkwardness is gone in seconds, and soon the genitalia or what have you is like a knee or elbow.  Most people look better with clothes on, and I think that is why fewer women are nudist.  Women more than men seem to care about what they look like and you get into this whole body shaming argument.  We come in all shapes and sizes, and there is a huge difference between pornography and nudity.  As an artist, I love the human form in all of its shapes and sizes.

I have this vivid memory of a man on a beach wearing a speedo.  Speedos’ in the states are out of style and have been.  The man himself had a scar from his neck, down around his belly button into his speedo and down one leg.  He must have weighed easily 350 pounds.  I smiled when I saw him and thought, “good for you!”

He survived some rather traumatic surgery or had one hell of a birthmark, and he felt sexy in that speedo.  Who am I to judge him for how he is dressed.  That speedo helped him to feel better about himself, and he might very easily be a super nice guy!

I must say that there is a time and a place for all things under heaven.  If that sounds blasphemous, I will caution you to judge not.  He knew you before you were formed and knew everything that you would ever do and created you anyway.  That is my story, and I am sticking to it.

Currently, I am working on a book about witches, warlocks, dragons, and pirates!  Twelve thousand words into it and I am loving it.  Taking a break to write about this subject was important.  One of my readers asked what I thought about pornography.  Now you know!

Much Love -TW