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My wife worried I’d get sued. I did some reading. I’m pretty sure I’m fine—but I’d love a first-amendment lawyer to tell me I’m wrong.

Bear with me while I sort out the commenting situation.

The real turn-on isn’t the picture, the movie, the voicemail. It’s knowing you did as I asked.

A complete story in three sentences.

Slow, where’d you go?

I’m not submissive, but lately I’ve been curious. A Twitter spat with a right-wing operative got me thinking — and writing — things I’ll never post.

Sex-blogger reindeer games, and a few memes I’m inventing.

Intense Debate is intensely aggravating, and I’m thinking of ditching it — even if it means losing every comment to date.

She’s sitting four feet from me, and we’ve never spoken a word.

My holy grail, and the several obstacles to its achievement.