Jan 052015
 

One white. One black. The dresses are plain, short, of the sort sold by the Gap, or American Apparel. Nothing special, but form-fitting, flattering. Each dress adorns a woman wearing nothing else, save plain cotton boyshorts in the same color as her dress. The blonde wears the white; the brunette, the black. They stand, hands […]

Dec 032014
 
Marching orders

Read this post, as well as those to which it links. I want your help. Not – necessarily – in bringing the fantasy to fruition. Though maybe that, too. But for now, I want your help in prurience. I want you to indulge me in the fantasy. First, tell me what would be hot for […]

Aug 212014
 

Interstices. Lacunae. And trajectories. These are what are hot for me. For the same reason getting is more fun than having, for the same reason a striptease is hotter than an all-nude revue, for the same reason black and white is more erotic than color – because sexual arousal depends on mystery – what’s beneath […]

Aug 182014
 

This is the last part, part 4 (I think) of the evening I’ve been hinting at that I recently spent with Rose and Penelope. The other parts will follow shortly. In some order. My cab carried me homeward. I was in a reverie. I began recording a little memo to Sofia. Since I’ve never fucked Sofia, since […]

Aug 172014
 
Harmless?

“I just want to thank you,” Penelope said, as Rose, she, and I were saying good night. “Seriously. I was really nervous coming in, and you made me feel really… comfortable. You know, you could have been super intimidating, but you weren’t. You were… I don’t know, I can’t think of the word. But I […]