Stopping shame in its tracks
I was twelve. My cousin was fourteen. We didn’t see each other that often – maybe a few times a[…]
Read moreI was twelve. My cousin was fourteen. We didn’t see each other that often – maybe a few times a[…]
Read moreAs I descended the stairs into the subway – a particular stairway at a particular station – I was overcome[…]
Read moreQuestions: 1) Why are you sucking my cock? 2) For how long will you suck my cock? 3) Why will[…]
Read moreMy friend sent me this AWESOME video. Glenn Beck hates it. But I love it. Here’s hoping you do, too.[…]
Read moreAs my blog approaches its third anniversary, I average a little more than 1.1 posts per day.
Read moreIt has a triple entendre. AND a double entendre. That’s a lot of entendres.
Read moreAmong the things adults need to talk to kids about is, for better or worse, how to interact with police.[…]
Read morePlease forgive me.
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