NRE

Reality is never the same as my imagination.

Getting to know you….

A post from nearly nine years ago, languishing in my drafts.

Fidelity, honesty, and commitment among the unfaithful.

I haven’t written much recently. Which means I have a lot of thoughts turning over in my head. [But this was from years ago….]

She’s tall, toned, and joyously kinky — and our date got me thinking about shame, its absence, and why I need it lurking somewhere nearby for sex to mean anything at all.

Three questions, no simple answers, and the honest admission that hanging a flag doesn’t summon a gazillion great sex partners.

Sex is best when we use one another ruthlessly, and that’s precisely why it’s so hard with the people we love most.