Shame

Meet Nicole – or thoughts about porn

Wondering about why I don’t mind paying for porn, but I don’t want to pay YOU for porn….

Playing on the knife’s edge between safety and danger is where the fun is.

The final tantalizing, unsatisfying part of a date with Charlotte.

Shame is such an uncomfortable sensation.

I feel some – but only a little – empathy for Jeffrey Toobin.

I want to go down on Ivy. Seriously.

I’m not always proud of my thoughts and feelings. Some of them are disgusting.

I blush with embarrassment when I make you laugh.

Does the word “mania” mean what you think it does? Here’s what it means to me.

A reader doesn’t like my writing, doesn’t like me. But keeps coming back. I respond.