No, I’m not talking about masturbation, though I see how easy it is for you to think so. When there’s just the two of us in the house, Payson ignores my moaning, but this morning his assistant, John, was in the studio with him, and Payson came upstairs to ask me what was going on. He had a smile on his face, so I knew it wasn’t because he was pissed. I said to him, ‘I am having sex with myself!’ His smile broadened even further as he told me to turn down the volume. I said to him as he walked away, “that is what yoga is — having sex with oneself.”

It feels so damn good! Orgasmic, in fact.

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