RIC: Aphrodite, which vagina cream do you use? 

A: My saliva.

RIC: Your views on war?

A: The only valid war is on your back, under a duvet in a bed.

RIC: During a pandemic, would you still have kissed your lover? 

A: I wouldn’t have left her lips for a single second.

RIC: Do you ever consult a sex manual? 

A: I wrote them all, bitch.

RIC: Who do YOU make love to? 

A: First to myself. You are never better served than with your fingers.

RIC: Have you read 50 Shades of Grey? 

A: 50? Small dick. I will teach you 5000.

RIC: Does love exist or is it imagined by bored youngsters on the internet? 

A: Yes, love exists. Physical love, ecstasy, fulgurance, the ultimate point, the divine moment, the sacred explosion.

RIC: If there is one thing you could kill, what would it be? 

A: Frigidity.

RIC: Would you plant a lemon tree in your house? 

A: Bitter lemon, to get it in my mouth at all times of my fucking divine life.

RIC: Where do you live? 

A: At the end of your sex.

RIC: Your favourite cheese? 

A: The one made with the milk from my breasts.

RIC: Your preferred Russian author? 

A: Dostoviet-sex.

RIC: Which language do you want to learn? 

A: Body languague.

RIC: In memory of a Sufi patient, please define life in two words. 

A: Stay in.