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I’ve decided to stop writing sex
Read moreIn a hotel elevator, I told Graziella I hate writing about sex — and then, of course, I went ahead and wrote about the sex.
My wife
Read moreI bought my wife sexy boots. She wore them for me. I responded like an enormous doofus.
Sofia – in pictures
Read moreSofia lives thousands of miles away, sends me more than my imagination could conjure, and does whatever I ask, smiling. Here she is.
Question
Read moreIf I had my way, I’d take an oral sex break a few times a day. Intercourse, though, is rarely something I desire until someone’s been licking or sucking for quite a while.
Newfound pleasure
Read moreI’ve discovered the simple pleasure of talking to women in bars — no agenda, no expectations, just conversation.
Left-handed
Read moreI write with my left hand now, and I wonder what that does to my brain.
A simple porn-surfing thought
Read moreA screen full of my favorite gifs, all at once. You’re welcome.
Dating at the speed of business
Read moreI used to reply to every message instantly — in work, in dating, in sexting. Now I’ve learned that the space between messages can be more charged than the messages themselves.