I used to be a Zaddy. Back before that was a thing. I long to return….

I’ve always said I don’t like being called Daddy by anyone whose father I’m not. But could that change?

Paying for sex, and the Delta lounge.

Wisdom often comes from unexpected places.

I’m interested in pain, but don’t particularly enjoy it.

A gentle paean

In which I torture myself with no relief.

I’m working on my gift-giving skills. I’ve been told I should.

The woman next to me at the bar.

There are all sorts of reasons this should not be true. But it is.