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Tinder has been generous lately — more orgasms than I know what to do with.

Facebook and Tinder have teamed up to deny me the right to exist anonymously in their ecosystem, and I’m annoyed — even if my dance card is, at the moment, full.

I’m hungry for your orgasm. Will you give it to me?

A woman, described.

Call me N. Not Sir, not Daddy, not Mr. anything. Just N.

I hate it when Tinder decides I’m undesirable. Not when WOMEN on Tinder decide it, but when the app itself does.

These are just a few of my basic rules for distant buddies – or, if you prefer, online sex partners.

Sofia sends me hot pictures. Seriously hot pictures.

More on intimidation: I’m not intimidating at all, unless you’re inside your own head about the fact that I’ve had a lot of experience getting my cock sucked.

A woman on Tinder tells me I’m intimidating. This is too bad — for both of us.