I'm bisexual, which I've known since I was 19. "Bisexuality" means a lot of things to a lot of people.  In my case, it means that I'm more strongly attracted to personality and behavioural traits that are traditionally, at least in this part of the world, found more in women than in men, and I'm really not that fussy about the plumbing involved.

Along with my belief in personal freedom mentioned above, I'm also a big believer in everyone being able to have their own sexual and gender identity without being trashed for it - as long as everyone involved is old enough to give consent, knows what's going on, and is willing. Diversity and creativity are amazing things that enrich the world enormously.

This reflects very heavily in my writing, which is definitely not filled exclusively with heterosexual monogamous non-transgendered vanilla couples.

And for anyone reading this who thinks "bi and kinky" is the same thing as "has sex with anything that moves: I'm not interested in your wife or girlfriend, with or without you present, I do not do cybersex, and I'm not looking, so don't waste my time asking.

When I'm in a mood to read (or write) erotica, which is less often
than you might think, I tend to choose stories with actual story, and that range from aliens and plants to mind-control (just, please, enough with the permanent bimboization over and over...) to petrification, living mannequins, and such (although not so much when the person being changed effectively dies), to transformation stories of any kind, and various other stuff that has a sci-fi or fantasy slant to it that doesn't hit my immediate turn-offs (in no particular order, and not necessarily an exhaustive list: bestiality, children, incest, snuff, feces/scat, excessive humiliation or violence/torture physical or mental, cannibalism/voraphilia, infantilism, necrophilia, anything that makes me want to vomit or reformat my brain to get rid of the memory of it, and boring stuff focused on interracial or adultery scenarios).