Ghosts
I hate being ghosted. It shakes my sense of connection, judgment, and even cosmology.
Read moreMaxie has a dark fantasy.
Read moreMaxie returns to the picture.
Read moreI’m imagining my core fantasy. First, what will you all wear? A sea of women…. Allie? Eva? The Historian? Isabel?[…]
Read moreThanks, Maxie. It’s been too long….
Read moreI’m REALLY good at compartmentalizing.
Read moreWe walked out of the timeless space of the strip club, into the busy streets. Fifteen blocks later, we arrived[…]
Read moreIn her words…. i was so excited for this date i love the elaborate construct “arrive here and wait for[…]
Read moreYou stood at the appointed spot, dressed as directed. I was consumed with other matters – couldn’t suitably appreciate your[…]
Read moreYou prefer dresses, you said. Wear a dress. Please. Preferably a slinky cotton one. (If at all possible.) Bring your[…]
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