Firsts

Early porn, part 1

The very first porn I remember seeing was in a friend’s “clubhouse.” Ironically, the magazine was a “Club.” This friend[…]

You know how this story ends (or at least, how this part of this story ends). I’ve summarized it all[…]

After Isabella, my cherry having been popped, I continued my descent. (The end of the story, and its summary, can[…]

In my early lap dance days, I frequented the VIP Club. It was, as I’ve written, “classier” than the Harmony[…]

This post continues a series of posts I’ve been writing about my descent into depravity, my loss of control over[…]

I wrote some while back about my “origin myth.” I did it here, and here, and here. I’ve been writing[…]

I was seventeen. She was twenty-two. We worked together. Her boyfriend was my dad’s boss’s son. (You may read that[…]