20 September 2006


One thing that a worldly person learns living here in this den of iniquity we call San Francisco is that folks who enjoy the giving and receiving of recreational spankings and so forth are very sophisticated about the concept of consent. Unlike many folks who seem to not get the concept of consent at all.

So I was charmed by this observation in an anecdote from a professional dominatrix.

By asking me a question, you consent to having your question answered, even if that answer makes you uncomfortable.

Ah. Good observation.

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