Feb 112015
Fantasies about my fantasy

I’m imagining my core fantasy. First, what will you all wear? A sea of women…. Allie? Eva? The Historian? Isabel? L? Luna? Maxie? P? Penelope? The Rockette? Rose? Sadie? Sofia?!? Tamora? Veronique? You? (Those names – including yours – are in alphabetical order, lest you imagine you discern some other rationale….) In my fantasy, it’s […]

Nov 062014

A while back, we had decided (I had decided) that we should stop seeing one another. Our interactions were not going smoothly, and I felt as if, honestly, if our interactions weren’t going smoothly, we shouldn’t subject ourselves to them. But a few weeks after I’d communicated that decision, she pinged me, in a way […]

Jun 182014
Dom-ly-ness (or, meet the Rockette)

Version 1 I didn’t give the Rockette what I’d led her to expect. We’d never met, or spoken. She was dressed as I’d asked, and prepared to do precisely as I asked. She expected I would use her. Wordlessly. At great length. I had encouraged her to expect this, had told her it was coming. […]