“Do you think you’re a sociopath?” she asked. “No,” I replied, not having to think hard. And it’s true. In all of my deepest, darkest, most dishonest years, it was vital to me that I believe the lie I told myself – that my sexual peregrinations were, at least in part, in service of my […]
She rejected my attempts to choreograph things: “I don’t want to just be one of your ‘girls,’ with whom you ‘do your thing.’” I didn’t want that, either. I was grateful she pushed us in a different direction, a less choreographed, more open-ended one, one in which power wasn’t exchanged. She’s gorgeous: her photos hadn’t […]