I can’t have this fantasy – Margot isn’t available unless I pay. So here are three versions of it anyway.

I’m writing about Isabella, one of two women who taught me the most about my sexuality. She showed me my cock could be an object of desire, while the Secretary taught me my desire itself could be desired. I miss them both — not just for sex, but for the intimacy we shared.

It has taken me a lifetime to discern just what it is I want.

Holy fuck, those lips. They fucking NEED my cock between them.