Dec 122015
 

So we talked. I learned much more. She learned much more. I don’t imagine anything, other than a deepening of our platonic bartender/drinker relationship will come of it. Which is (surprisingly, to me) fine by me. Don’t get me wrong – I’d like an enormous amount to come of it. But I’m not obsessing. I’m […]

Jun 252015
 

Isabel is shy. Whenever we meet, she’s anxious. Anxious she’ll be seen by someone she knows. Anxious someone will overhear as I tell her that I can’t wait to feel her mouth on my cock. Anxious, to be honest, that someone will know what we’re up to. On this particular evening, an unseasonably chilly evening, […]