Sporadic. No. Yes.

My sobriety. My self-doubt.

Ugh...sometime in 1987 at CBGB OMFUG. I was yoinked into the pit at a Fishbone show. Terrible. I'm pretty sure that was the show where Gena took a boot to the forehead and had a biit shaped print for days afterward...

If by "this year" you mean since January 1st, 2012 and if by "have sex" you mean fucked, the answer is Three. Three shalt be the number thou shalt count, and the number of the counting shall be three. Four shalt thou not count, nor either count thou two, excepting that thou then proceed to three. Five is right out.

(checks calendar) Aha! It was in the wee hours of February 19th, 2012. And it was AWESOME.

I would say pony play. I'd tried it only in passing once maybe 15 years ago, and was intrigued but was self-conscious about letting it become a regular thing. Now i love it...and I dont have nearly enough opportunity to make it happen.

Hm...does dancing on a pole in the back of a party bus during a leather barcrawl count?

Oh yeah...quite a few, actually. Pony play being the one that gave me the most difficulty accepting. While I always thought it was great if other people did it, I worried I'd feel silly if i ever tried it, even though it always appealed to me. When I finally DID try it, I discovered...well...it WAS silly! And playful, and fun, and also had the potential to carry a really deep head-space. Nowadays I enjoy it whenever I have the opportunity to strap the ears& tail & bit & bridle and gear on and horse around the dungeon. (Ha...see what I did there?)

I am turned on by the intention to turn me on. I am turned off by thoughtlessness. The skin is the most erotic body part.

Red Velvet are my favourite cupcakes.

The most ridiculousnessest suite at the top of the craziest hotel in Dubai, and another on my own private island there with a helicopter to take me back and forth and a full staff to wait on me.

Feeling like I was somehow disgracing my heritage by identifying as a slave when I am descended from American slaves, and betraying my feminist roots by desiring submission to a man. Whoops. That was two.

Yes. I am too far down the rabbit hole of submission to be attuned to a partner who isn't capable of topping me. It might amuse me to dominate another, but it would be akin to playful fun and not gut-level excitement.

I like being spanked hard regardless of whatever else is going on.

If they had promised fidelity and knowingly broke that promise, I would. Anything that breaks one's word is grounds for termination of a relationship. With so many relationship options available to humans, the person who deliberately lies in order to have another relationship exhibits the capacity to violate trust, and i am SO not a fan of that shit.

Yes.

Does it count if i imagine people naked when i hug them...?

I would suggest proceeding at your own pace, sharing your fantasies, and exploring the things that give you that lingering afterglow. There's plenty of information online and in books when it comes to exploring your kinky side. You are far ahead of the game because you are both interested and having fun! Don't lose sight of that. Check in with one another as you explore. Don't be afraid to trust one another as you do so. Kink can be an amazing way to explore and develop trust, connection, and sharing new types of energy together. I hope that you both grow, thrive and continue to get that glow when you play together!

I haven't noticed that....but I am a Mocentric user and only respond to questions people send to me. I don't surf around much.

I will advise if that ever occurs again.