There have been two things that were my refuge for most of life. From age 16 my refuge consisted of words and music.  I wrote my first song then, and it was as if I took a trip to that proverbial isla

  Sonata Appassionata   I love to slide my fingers up and down their smooth hard surfaces, savoring every inch of their breadth and length, touching them, kissing them, surprising with a delicate tick