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Scrabble® and sex, both with four players.

I need you. Now.

The camera is probably ruined.

Free association reveals a one-track mind.

Instructions for bedtime.

A recipe for a solitary evening, for the literate and the horny.

I propose a new definition for an old word.

A tiny frisson of validation.

A Russian spam-bride finds her way to my inbox. Her grammar isn’t great, but she does look hot.

I answer some questions no one asked, and apologize for it.