Burlesque
What is it about burlesque that I don’t like? I know I’m supposed to like it. It’s what we intelligent,[…]
Read moreA funny thing happens when you become a sex blogger – or at least, has happened since I did. There[…]
Read moreYou may remember L. Although our lives bring us into frequent contact, both with one another and with one another’s[…]
Read moreIn my early lap dance days, I frequented the VIP Club. It was, as I’ve written, “classier” than the Harmony[…]
Read moreToo much is never enough?
Read moreThis post continues a series of posts I’ve been writing about my descent into depravity, my loss of control over[…]
Read moreI wrote some while back about my “origin myth.” I did it here, and here, and here. I’ve been writing[…]
Read moreYesterday, I wrote about pussies – today, I write about breasts. I like them. I like them big, I like[…]
Read moreAlthough we weren’t young when we married, it was as if we were. We loved each other truly, madly, deeply,[…]
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