It's like it says on the Othello box: a minute to learn, a lifetime to master.
The other night I was lying in bed with Benny and rope and at a certain point in the night neither of us was tied up. The rope was just in the bed with us, lying in messy tangles over our bodies, coils looped loosely around my feet, my free hand idly stroking it and playing it over my chest. It was lovely. I like rope.
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