The details. The sensualness in every turn of phrase. There is a reason I come to the house of Teddy to worship. Aurette is my favorite satirist, Coffee is my favorite realist, and you are my favorite sensualist. For me it's like Bougereau versus Maier Collier versus Burne Jones. I find different inspiration from each of the three, but something draws me back to you for purely admittedly selfish reasons. For me, you come the closest for writing my fantasies down. Things that I only dream of happening, you actually put in hard copy. And you write it like poetry. It's flowing out of you like it's just oozing from every pore. It's so decadent to read. And in some way, it's almost like I've woke up and can't remember this really sexy dream that blew my mind, and bang, I see it in some form in one of your stories. And I'm hooked. And I'm blown away. And I think I always will be.