Sapphic Soiree

I fantasize about reuniting the women from last year’s sapphic soiree to create a better-directed reprise, even though the fantasy feels unrealistic.

Another in a series of posts on things I learned in my recent Sapphic Soiree.

Things get off to a great start.

Preparations begin in earnest.

I do love me a good gift bag. And I made me some. (Seven!)

The evening begins to merge into a haze of sex — but I remember what matters.

The evening gets underway – and, in many ways, this is the hottest part (at least to me).

I gave the ladies gift bags. This was what was inside.

Approaching….