Imagine a world only for women
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You follow me into my world, step by step on solid ground. There we build ourselves a dream house and paint the walls rose-red. It's just us and no one is watching.
What do we want?
Many of us find it easier to give than to receive. That's what we've been taught. You don't need to have an answer to meet me. The question gives us the permission to have it all. In our bubble you are not alone and yet you are free. That's what you've paid for.
We pour warmth into our loved ones and sometimes barely notice our own fire slowly dying out. Give your rose some backbone and your red some fuel. Women are rose-red wonders.
I am Rosa. For closeness and for care. Rose for the girl that only wants to play. Behind closed doors rather than in front of everyone. Adapted and prepared for what is expected of her. Soft and tender and quiet. Behind the curtain and underwater. Hard to find, easy to catch. Rose. Sweet and approachable, not too much. Lightly pigmented. Featherlight. Unnoticed. Rarely frequented. Well-behaved and unpunished.
I am Rot. For lust and passion. Emancipation and power. Red is desire. Red is greed. Always too much, always wanting too much. A terror. Full of surprises around each of her corners. She shows herself to the world, uninvited. She loves to be looked at. And doesn't care about being shamed. Red. Too loud, too much, too fast. Anything but irrelevant.
I am Rosa Rot. Who are you?
This is the backstage no one else enters. This is the stage where we reinvent our roles. Where you can wear the dress you never had an occasion for. You have been saving it for this moment. And you shine.
How many names do you have?
Rosa Rot is not my only stage name. She has a big sister named Niki Blau – independent escort for five years. She was already a revolution for my sexuality and my way of living. Through her I learned to love sex work and found my home in it. Rosa Rot is the revolution I wish for this home. Because this home was not built for women, it is calling out to be renovated.
We could go for a manicure together and lick each other's freshly done fingers. We could brush each other's hair. We could share a bathroom, take a bath. Instead of throwing in the towel you could throw it to me. It's already warm, allow me to wrap it around you?
Who are you?
How did you find me?
How do we spend our time together?
Pour your heart out to me, I have time...
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