Fleetwood and I had dreamt about creating a safe play space on the farm, having parties where people could explore themselves and heal through kink. The farm felt like the perfect place for this because in so many ways the farm is a place where the shadows of ourselves are fully embraced and welcomed. I guess it also makes sense then why the parties didn’t happen until after he died and my shadows broke open so wide I knew they needed to find a soft place to land.
Here are the things I know now to be true about sex parties. First, what I know about attending them. Second, what I know about hosting them.
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