2012

L and I aren’t fucking, but we are scheming. Help us out?

My web host sucks, and I’m sorry you have to suffer for my poor choices.

A reader asks me a delicious question about stockings, garters, and panty lines. I do my best to rise to the occasion.

What a difference a couple of hours make.

A guy tries to pick up a beautiful woman on a subway platform. I watch it all happen, in real time.

A late-night inventory of preferences, stripped to single words.

So many questions. Not so many answers.

Checking the “bi-curious” box on a swingers site: half the men think you’re going to rape them, the other half wish you would.

Two women, described in the way only a creep would.

James Deen is pretty much my sexual role model. But I have some notes.