THE EVO-LU-TION OF MY KINK

I think...I know...My kink.  But My kink..is much more than I think.


What does this mean???


Welllll...  At the ripe old age of 50, I thought My erotic Soul had grown to fullest potential and was now...dormant. 


Kinda like a sleeping Volcano.  A lil steam escaping every now and then... a lil rumble here and there...but basically...A sleeping Giant.


So...it was much to My surprise..to find..that My kink...was not dormant at all. My kink...was quietly...secretly....Evolving.


Mutating.  Change....ing.  


Now...we all have...our kinks.  But..there is this..ONE kink that is above the rest.  Some of us embrace it. Some of us...deny its existence.  But..its there.  


Now..you might expect Me to reveal what My kink is... but that ain't happenin.  I've been around way too long to know...some may understand...but many..my stand in judgement, and I don't want to have to nutt the fuck up on anyone for judging Me on...My kink.  Cause..l embrace My kink like a Mother embraces her newborn baby.


Sooo...My kink has evolved to another level of kink.  Its on a level of kink..and it's a nasty ass kink. Its...sooo...amazingly kinky... I dare not speak to any Mortal about...My kink.  Well..except for that person who will assist in immersing Me in this evolved kink.


And so..here I sit with My analytical ass trying to understand how My kink has evolved to such a nasty state. How...this pure innocent soul..can have such a corrupted Kink.  


This Evolved kink has invaded My thoughts. My dreams. My daydreams. Its like...injected into the folds of My brain and with each stage of its mutation...it constantly reminds Me that its growing...


its...alive.


its...hungry and wants to be fed.


50 years old..and I've become a slave to My kink.  That kink I thought was sleep.  


So..whats a Man to do...when the Kink is on a mission to be fed.


For..to find someone to feed the kink...would mean I'd have to find someone as kink..eee.....and as nast..eeeee


as ME.


And...that ain't a easy thang to do.


hahaha.


Cause...I can be nastier than nasty.


I can make nasty say....dayum!!!!!!


And now... I got this....Evolved..Mutated...off the fuckin chain...Kink that is hungry.


My prayers go out to the one...who has to feed...


The EVOLUTION...OF MY KINK.