Down the rabbit hole
I wrote some while back about my “origin myth.” I did it here, and here, and here. I’ve been writing[…]
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,[…]
Read moreI just want you to like me. I’ve written before about the relationship between my desire to be seen, not to[…]
Read moreThe possibilities are endless. Do I want to use her mercilessly, wear her out, send her home weak and sore? […]
Read moreYesterday, I wrote about what turns me on. And I could go on forever on that subject. But intellectually, I[…]
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