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Call for submission/s
Read moreI want to know what you want to read.
Sympathy for the devil (2)
Read moreI have known monsters. They’re good, decent, kind, loving people.
Fleshbot
Read moreFleshbot keeps sending people my way. If you’re one of them, welcome — stick around.
My origin myth
Read moreNot all of what I write is true. But all of it is real.
Traffic
Read moreEighteen thousand page views, a few charts, and proof of what a complete and total geek I am.
Distant rendezvous
Read moreA piano player, a dark bar, a plane ticket, and a pair of panties balled up in my pocket.
Sympathy for the devil
Read moreI have more in common with Jeffrey Dahmer than I’d like to admit.
She sits at the bar
Read moreI direct her from across a crowded hotel lobby, texting instructions while businessmen in khakis steal glances at what they can’t have.
Writing about sex from a distance
Read moreThe Historian sent me her journal entries from our weekend in Miami. The fucking was hot, but the feelings were hotter.
E-lust!
Read moreE-Lust linked to my story “21.” Welcome, E-Lust readers.
Hitting bottom
Read moreStanding on a street corner, waiting for a woman who would never come, I finally saw just how far I’d fallen.
She kneels before me
Read moreSometimes, bossing people around gets exhausting. Sometimes, you just want to kneel.
2011 firsts
Read moreIt was quite a year.
You can run, but you can’t hide
Read moreAs a kid, I snooped everywhere. Now that my son’s reaching snooping age, I’m thinking about what he’ll find.
How do you handle jealousy?
Read moreWe privilege jealousy over all other painful emotions, and we don’t even notice we’re doing it.
L starts a blog
Read moreL has started a blog, and I’m even more compelled to write.
Twenty-one
Read moreStrip blackjack in an hourly hotel. The house always wins.
Black and blue
Read moreWe met for a drink, outside of the building where the sexparty was to be held. She was wearing the skirt and tight top I had requested.She looked exquisite, and I couldn’t wait to feel my hands slide up under…