Well, even before that…. I love how you look. I love how your clothes draw my eyes between your legs. It’s not possible to look at you and not to imagine your panties pressing against your pussy, absorbing your wetness, standing between your cunt and your clothes and even after I tear your clothes off, […]
Mostly, this is because I’ve been distracted with the plight of my friend. She’s been on a roller-coaster, and I’ve been riding it with her, albeit at a distance. I hope to return full force soon.
For a variety of reasons, I won’t be writing about my friend for a while. Suffice it to say, she’s doing remarkably well, and she still needs money. So if you have it in you to donate, please do (but remember that I have no guarantee she’ll ever accept it. As recently as today, she […]
I’m in a bit of a relationship/sexuality jag, reading-wise, and right now, I’m reading The Erotic Mind, by Jack Morin. It’s a sort of pop-psychology guide to how to think about eroticism, desire, arousal, excitement, purporting to be a somewhat scientific study of people’s responses to a survey instrument. On the one hand, it’s clearly bad […]
The other day, I wrote, almost as an aside, that when a woman is sucking my cock, I don’t want her to be thinking in more than an ancillary way about my pleasure, and this got me to thinking. I am scared of my desire. I am scared it will swallow you up whole, that […]
So I’m not a big sports fan, and I don’t even know what happened in Barcelona in track and field, and I never heard of Michelle Jenneke before this video went viral, but… I’m sorry, it’s both hot and funny, and I recommend it. Highly. Postscript: I have a chickenshit friend who reads my […]
I’m on OKCupid – as N. Likes, and as something in between N. Likes and my real-life alter-ego. T is on OKCupid. And we are on together. All of us – N., Nick, T, and the two of us – have had ridiculous OKC encounters, but not one as hysterical as the least funny one […]
I just finished my second reading of Can Love Last: The Fate of Romance Over Time, by Stephen Mitchell. It’s a little dense, and if you’re not into psychoanalytic theory and ways of thinking, you’ll find it baffling and uninteresting, I suspect, but I found it totally compelling, and really helpful. I also just finished a […]
Early 30s, 5’3″. Thick, tortoise-shell glasses. Grey maxi-dress with black stripes. Strawberry blonde hair, in a bun. Big green eyes, made even bigger by the glasses. Thin lips. Wide, warm smile….
Most of you have never ventured over to Google+, and many don’t even know what it is. Relax – if you don’t know about it, you’re not missing anything. But I maintain a somewhat Spartan existence over there, and once in a while, I’m glad I do. The other day, my good friend Lilly LaFosse […]