Dear Pussy,

You’re there:  you hide, you play, you dominate.  I give you permission to have all the sensation you want at any time you want.  The brain will not judge.  The brain will protect your safety and your needs – needs such as stimulation, maintenance, food, nourishment and attention.  There will be no more need for the love of my pussy to come from someone else.

Love,
Maquet

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Mission

Love Letters to My Pussy is a celebration of the beautiful, succulent, messy and mysterious centerpiece of the female body: the pussy. My mission is to offer a forum where women can define—for ourselves—what it means to be a woman, by opening up the private relationship we have with our own bodies and sharing it with the world. We proudly reclaim the word “pussy,” a term that has long been misused to disparage women and the body part it describes. Because it has carried such a charged meaning for so long, this word now wields a sexy, profound power that emerges through these letters and beyond. Each letter reveal the unique experience of the woman who writes it: what her own pussy means to her, unfiltered and directly from the source.

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