My pleasures are: men, books, writing and languages. Yes, I said men. And I don't mean talking to them. I've been sexually active as long as I can remember and graduated to full intercourse before I was eight.

Once upon a time I thought my sexual addiction destructive. But I am an addictive personality, just as I cannot stop drinking or smoking, and cannot resist marijuana or amphetamines. But sex is more pleasurable, I think, overall, and unlike substance addiction, it keeps me with people rather than making me grow apart. Left to my own devices I suspect my brain would draw me inside myself, suck me down like a stellar inversion, and leave me floating forever in a realm of vatic lines and perfect geometries, created by my spinning genius.

Early penetration was well nigh inevitable. My upbringing left me familiar with the nude adult body, as both my parents were casual about having sex in my presence, and my mother especially so, being wont to bring home new men (and boys) almost daily.

I was always regarded as a pretty child, even beautiful, and I studied the art of seduction at my mother's hand. She taught me about makeup, and sexy dress, and how to signal men of my interest and availability. She let me watch as she entertained. I knew every perversity before my schooling started. Better yet, I knew that perversity was a term used by cowards for their fears of pleasure.

My father allowed me to experiment with him. Thus I learned fellatio and the use of hands. I gleaned the power of my nipples and buttocks, how with almost any part of my childish body I could arouse him, or any man. Father stolidly refrained from outright intercourse but everything short of that was allowed, and he showed me the release my clitoris would allow. I was four or five when I started having orgasms. Thereafter I became a compulsive all-day masturbator.

When it came time to hire a home tutor mother and father screened the applicants carefully, as they wanted me to learn mathematics, science and philosophy, basically a St. John's Academy curriculum. Then they winnowed the pool based on physical examination, and the final choice was mine......(cont)