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A woman on a train who may or may not be someone I know, and who may or may not want me to take her home.

Under five feet, exotic, insecure about all the wrong things, and she’s never had someone spend hours between her legs. She will.

I don’t care about your pubic hair. I just want to taste your cunt.

Sometimes, dates don’t happen. When they do, you’ll hear about it.

Sadie does what I want. Whatever that is.

She’s elusive, busy, maybe a little ambivalent — but she’s sent me two orgasms, and in both you can hear her smile.

You should really listen to “Serial.”

Sometimes, I just am amazed at what I have wrought here.

I have a rich fantasy life at the gym.

I want to learn your edges, your limits, your boundaries. And then dangle you over them.