Instructions

Thirty minutes with Sofia, and I know exactly how I want each one spent.

I want to tell you what to do. I want to tell you what to wear. I want you to say “yes” to me.

My official position on failure to launch, once and for all.

You’ve heard it before. But you’re wet, and you’re dressed as I asked, and you don’t see me yet.

The final installment of this particular fantasy — in which she finally gets the words right.

You didn’t listen the first time. You’ll learn.

The orgasm is mine, not yours.

I want to photograph everything I get to do to you. With your camera. You decide what happens next.

I want your orgasms. All of them.

Sometimes I don’t want to touch. I just want to sit across from you, hard, and tell you what to do.