I'm a victim of my oversized passions, but I get to wear them all. Why? Because I can. My fetishes and I have a perfect relationship: I love them and they love me. And, of course, one can never have too many lovers. I was just born to excessorize.
I am continually amazed by the common notion that brains and gonads cannot coexist in the same body, let alone help each other out. My sacred mission is to blow that one out of the water.
Also for what it's worth, I'm a not-half-bad jazz pianist/keyboardist in the off hours.