“An admitted sex addict”
On three recent occasions, people have described me as “an admitted sex addict,” or some variant of that. Close readers[…]
Read moreMonth: June 2014
The Lady Vanishes (or, “Kids today….”)
I wrote about how deftly Tinder handles rejection in my original paean to the app. If you haven’t used Tinder,[…]
Read moreA simple conversation, a recent memory
Me: I want you to suck my cock tomorrow night. It will be late. I’m having dinner at 8:30 with[…]
Read moreA thought to ponder
“There is no such thing as sexual competition, there is only the continual coming to terms with the fact that[…]
Read moreUncertainty, fear, arousal – a fragment from a past date
She’s late. I’m annoyed. Wait – I shouldn’t be annoyed. I should be grateful. She’s traveling a long distance, after[…]
Read moreTinder strategies, part 2 – contact after matching
Tinder’s funny. Each person has up to six photos and about 200 characters in which to communicate enough about herself[…]
Read moreInstructions
A package will arrive from Babeland. I thought about sending it to your office, but it’ll go home, instead. Don’t[…]
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