Tarot. The Hanged Man. The twelfth Major Arcana. He tells me it is about letting go of control, accepting a temporary halt, and gaining spiritual insight through a chosen shift in viewpoint. My true love asks whether I want to play a game. This game is the purest thing there is. Twelve men, each a different zodiac flame, one night of ecstasy under every full moon. Twelve men to suck, to fuck, to hang me down. Twelve men, well-hung, to fill my holes, to fill my mind. This game is my unicorn. I am his virgin.