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. […]
The Amazon, even though she only sucked my cock the one time, is still thinking of me. She wished me a happy father’s day by sending me this link. I’m paying it forward. Happy father’s day, dads!
So I feel like this email is a little overdue…but I was really hoping I wouldn’t have to write it. I’m self conscious about it, but as I woke up… and saw your email, I realized if there was anyone I knew I could tell it would be you. I met someone before I left… […]
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 […]