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A chance encounter in a coffee shop with someone I once paid to dress, suck, and fuck — back in a chapter of my life that ended long ago.

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

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

A sex addict meditates on the five hindrances. Guess which one predominates.

She’s smoking hot, she’s read my blog, and she’s afraid she’ll pale in comparison. She won’t. All I ever think, when things are going well, is “Fuuuuuuuucckkkkk!”

I don’t even know what to say.

What turns me on isn’t what she wants — it’s that she leaves the wanting to me.

Right now, Sofia’s far away. Not in miles – she’s always far away in miles – but in every other way.

Just a little fantasy I’d like you to sit with.

An alphabetical catalogue of the women who blow hot and cold — and what that says about me.