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She’s late, and I cycle through annoyance, gratitude, and want before she even arrives — from the wrong direction, dressed exactly as I asked.

I meant what I said, but maybe not how you heard it.

Every woman comes differently, and it never feels the same way twice—but it always feels like the best thing in the world.

A guy with a rule-violating Tinder profile offers unsolicited advice to women about theirs.

Two portraits of Luna — hers and mine — that overlap in all the most interesting places.

I’m now available on your iPhone. Sort of.

The smartest and hottest sex bloggers, under one roof.

The Amazon thinks of me, even now, and sends a gift for Father’s Day.

Ten gifts I give.

Luna protects me. From myself, mostly.