As a hand knocks on the door and the handle turns, your heart leaps. In the doorway we stand, for a moment, and then time resumes. We talk, over dinner, across the room, lying beside each other. I smile a wicked little grin. Your eyes trace the curves of my body; you're surprised by the intensity of my gaze. I've been asked how I seem so experienced at such a young age. The answer is simple: I've always pursued my passions, pleasure chief among them. There's a reason why you're here, why you're reading this. We all need a little sweetness in our lives, and I am an expert at wish-fulfillment.…