2015

I like women of all ages, but the sweet spot is 30s and 40s — where supple flesh meets hard-won perspective.

I line you all up against a hotel wall and let my imagination do what it does best.

A young woman was killed, a man may or may not have done it, and a podcast made celebrities of everyone involved. At least now he’s getting an appeal.

I’ve had a few bad dates. But then again, too few to mention.

I’ve seen the movie so you don’t have to.

Walking past a porn store, I remember the soul-crushing hours I spent in places like it, gazing at box covers in a dissociative haze, searching for a fix that would never come.

A submissive guy writes to me, marveling at how “easy” it all seems. I set him straight, and then turn to you for help.

Sofia asked me what I think motivates her. I took a stab at it — not so you can know her, but so you can know how I think about her.

She’s amazing — but not for the reasons you think.

Since choking isn’t on the imminent agenda, I’ll settle for images of Allie’s body. I dare her to give me enough.