August, 2015 - My Dissolute Life

White or black?

“Excuse me. Sir? Sir?!” “Yes?” She’s attractive, African-American, in her late twenties or early thirties. She wears a very short[…]

I want so much from you. More than anything, I want to possess you. To own you. To own not[…]

I’d met Cricket months ago, but she’d been in a monogamous relationship since then. Fresh out of one, we met[…]

Chryssie Hynde (whose music I love) has set off a bit of a kerfuffle by suggesting that, sometimes, women are[…]

Prelude: as I’ve written, I find it (increasingly) hard to write powerfully about sex. I write reasonably well about anticipation,[…]

Some people like ’em. (I’m looking at you, Hy.) I got nothing against women – or men – who like[…]

I sent her this note: Tonight will be relaxing, and exhausting. You will dress for an interview for an office[…]

As I walked toward a coffee shop, I noticed a beautiful young woman – in her early 30s, I’d guess[…]

Boy, am I craving a happy ending. From you….

Pretty much any polling data on orgasms is interesting. Isn’t it?