N. Likes

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.

She refused to name herself. I refused to let her off the hook. I named her Tamora, and she can take it up with me while my cock’s in her mouth.

Tinder’s been generous lately. Let me dole them out one at a time, starting with Stephanie.

Tinder is teaching me that not everyone treats interactions — virtual or otherwise — as real. I do, and it stings when that’s not reciprocated.