Though part of me had accepted the invitation to prove a point, another part of me had done it because I truly do enjoy his company. “It wasn’t necessary to bring me here, Greg. I could have just as easily eaten take-out in the park.” “That is one of the reasons that I like you Linda—you keep it real.” I set my fork down and look at Greg with sincerity before I speak. I don’t want to offend him with the question that I am getting ready to ask. “Greg, what got you into the BDSM lifestyle?” He chuckles, “I like to watch pretty girls squirm.” I roll my eyes and threaten him with: “Well, I can always find another Dom to ask…” I watch as his expression gets serious. “It boils down to a couple of things for me personally, Linda: Control and trust. I work a crazy job where I see some crazy stuff that has no rhyme or reason to it.
