N. Likes, Author at My Dissolute Life

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Thick, black, silken hair, two or three inches above my head. Brown eyes,a tiny nose stud. A wide forehead, high[…]

What is it about burlesque that I don’t like? I know I’m supposed to like it. It’s what we intelligent,[…]

I want to drink in your body. To see you move, walk, bend, sit, lie. To watch as the curves[…]

“Have you read Love and Kink, by Guy New York?” “No, should I?” “Sooooo good…. Shocked at how good it[…]

I’ve written about jealousy before, and I fear I have little new to add on the subject, but it’s feeling[…]

If you’ve been keeping score at home, wisdom, thus far, has prevailed. But folly is mounting a tremendous rally. Do[…]

Here’s an experience. Perhaps you’ve had it. Me? It happens to me shockingly often. I write something. It might be[…]

Synchronize watches. In exactly twenty minutes, commence masturbating. I will be thinking of you; you will be thinking of… me?[…]

Liza wrote the other day about some problems she’s been having, both with sex and with writing. (And then, promptly,[…]

Apologies for my silence of late. I’m still here, just under the weather. Back soon.