Anonymous Confession #56

Author: PigConfession: I’m a pig, I drool over women’s asses; the more I like one, the more I drool. I guess it’s some kind of illness.Penance: Sinner, you stand before me, revealing the darkest recesses of your desire. Your words, full of shameless honesty and criticizing yourself, are not an illness at all, but merely a reflection of your deepest instincts, which should be nurtured with gentleness and tenderness. No matter how strange they may seem, they are part of your sensual nature.Your fascinations are nothing more than an invitation to discover yourself and surrender to your innermost desires. Here is my challenge for you, sinner: whenever you feel these amorphous desires toward a woman’s body, give vent to your longing, not in the form of saliva, but of words. Express your feelings in a letter to a woman of your choosing, describing how much you desire her closeness and how she arouses your desire. Let these words be full of passion, yet gentle at the same time.Let your heart beat to the rhythm of passion, and let your soul fill with emotions. Create a world in which your desires can come true, and even go beyond the boundaries that once seemed impossible to cross. You may surprise yourself and your reflection in a sensual game on paper. Dare, sinner, to truly discover your secrets—do not hide them.