Polymorphously perverse, fickle, sexual adventurer and lady sodomite would like to hear from fellow explorers. I am, however, very hard to impress. I wasn't always this way, honest guv, but oh well... looking to be impressed by the right gentlemen.

I like men with a disdain for conventional heterosexuality; lovers who can, above all, be a friend; people who are non-possessive, but loyal. Men who don't feel threatened in their masculinity, or better still, who totally dismiss myths about masculinity. Comfortable in their sexual skin. Urbanites. Extensive sexual experience and a nice arse are a must.

I also like people who read (something a little more demanding than Terry Pratchett would be nice), who are inquisitive and who ask questions. Creativity and imagination usually make me stop and listen, as does a cultivated mind. Good talkers.

I wear a chelsea cut: I want to think that there is something about it that laughs in the face of prescribed femininity. I like costume; drama; bedtime stories; gender bending. People who know that the costume is as important as what it's beneath it. Sometimes, more important.

I dislike: mortgages; family; parenthood; suburbia; middle age; middle class; sad people who believe that an interest in kink makes them interesting; people with pictures of sunny holidays on their profile, or of cars and/or boats. It's an irrational phobia, I know, but here you go.

And finally: no chat; no email; no messenger; no webcam, thank you. I'll reply only to those messages I find appealing.

The Inner Whore is the funky side of this other lady