Back to the apocalypse at the San Francisco Fetish Ball
You know when Carmina Burana starts playing that scary things are about to happen. “Fate is against me/In health and virtue/Driven on and weighted down/Always […]
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“Perfection”: Madison Young Hangs in There
You must understand that everyone in San Francisco lives in a leatherclad BDSM relationship, if not with each other, then at least with traffic on the 101, so exchanges like this are as commonplace up there as Middle-Americans’ disputes over corn silage.