Written by others…

V recounts the first part of our evening — a jazz lounge, wet anticipation, and a dropped pen.

V documents a morning tryst far better than I ever could have – I just showed up and drank coffee.

V notices the secret language of her own body on the subway.

A reader shares the story of her “masturbation party” — and the audio of her orgasm. Her voice gets impressively high.

V tells her side of the story, starting with bourbon, buttons, and a text at 10:01.

A friend offers his own high-concept swinging fantasy — structured, verbal, and escalating, like a dinner party designed by a very literate pervert.

Véronique has a good memory, and she’s not shy about sharing it.

Véronique picks up where she left off — the cold air, the car, the Liberty Hotel with its green neon and painted ceiling.

Véronique tells you about our first date, in her own words.