Aug 162015

There are a number of women with whom I’ve interacted who give me the ambivalence I seem to crave. This is an (alphabetical) chronicle of ambivalence. It’s not complete, but it’s indicative both of how I seem to inspire ambivalence, and to court it. The Amazon: You may recall how much I enjoyed her mouth. […]

May 302014

She’s six feet tall. Has broad shoulders. Small breasts. An athletic body. Is she a swimmer? (No. Volleyball.) She’s (much) bigger than my type, to be sure. Proof, I suppose, that it’s a type and not a requirement. Things progressed fast. She sent hot pictures. Established her enthusiasm, her compliance. She read to me. She […]