“The double-headed penis sort of gives me a leg up
as far as credentials go.”
Let’s get straight to it.
Straight to what?
I understand you have a double-headed penis.
Yes, that’s correct.
And you use this double-headed penis in your sex and intimacy coaching sessions.
That’s true.
And it seems you what you call “coaching” is primarily sodomizing your patients.
Well, that’s where we split. Sodomy has a negative connotation. I am a trained and licensed sex and intimacy coach and I unlock the channels inside my client’s bodies so their energy can flow in order for them to have harmonious relationships.
And if someone were to look in on a session of you unlocking the channels inside your clients’ body so their energy could flow, what might they see?
They might see a man with a double-headed penis entering their anus. But that doesn’t take into account what is really happening energetically inside of them.
And what is happening energetically inside of them?
Well you’d have to ask them, but I think they’d say they feel really open, accepting, and non-judgmental.
Where did you get your degree from?
I have a degree from Polyamory Technical Institute and I was also trained by my shaman in the art of tantric sex. He used to be my priest growing up but later turned to shamanism. And of course the double-headed penis sort of gives me a leg up as far as credentials go. It’s kind of a green light whenever I flash the double-header.
That’s what concerns me. I feel like you’re using your double-headed penis to legitimize your therapy but you’re actually just anally penetrating people.
That’s a really shallow understanding of what I do, and does not take into account the many relationships I have saved from ruin. Ask some of my clients if the intimacy in their relationship didn’t improve after working with me and tell me what they say.
I did.
And?
They said you anally penetrated them.
And did they say they were open, that their intimacy improved?
They said they had a shared experience to draw upon that bonded them forever, albeit in a strange way.
Exactly. That’s intimacy. At least in the way I learned it from my shaman.
