2014

Luna may or may not suck my cock again, but she did send me something nice.

From a reverie about a threesome to a 911 call in the back of a cab.

Penelope finally found the word she was looking for. It wasn’t the one I was hoping for.

Listen, as Penelope comes for me.

Facebook wants to tell your friends you use Tinder. You might want to do something about that.

Tinder has been generous lately — more orgasms than I know what to do with.

Facebook and Tinder have teamed up to deny me the right to exist anonymously in their ecosystem, and I’m annoyed — even if my dance card is, at the moment, full.

I’m hungry for your orgasm. Will you give it to me?

A woman, described.

Call me N. Not Sir, not Daddy, not Mr. anything. Just N.