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A night at le trapeze (part 1)
Read moreLe Trapeze is skeezy. But I don’t need other people to have fun with Jen.
The pitfalls of paying for it
Read moreWhen you’re paying, you can never quite know what’s real — and neither, it turns out, can she.
Prostitution, commercial sex, paid dating
Read moreYes, it was prostitution. I just don’t find that word particularly useful.
On haggling
Read moreI didn’t haggle. I said no.
Paid dating, take 2
Read moreMore on the quest for a mutually beneficial arrangement — and a friend’s surprising cameo.
The evolution of trust in paid dating
Read moreHow trust builds, one flaked plan and one awkward drink at a time, when you’re paying for companionship.
And the next time…
Read moreThe second time with Jen, I didn’t make the same mistake. I was in perfect control.
This is what you did for me #2 (part 2)
Read moreFrom the strip club to the hotel room, I directed your orgasms by text — and then joined you for the rest.
This is what i did for you
Read moreShe tells it better than I could.
This is what you did for me, #2 (part 1)
Read moreI directed you through the crowd, watching your ass, before we ended up in a champagne room with whipped cream and a dancer named Dee who couldn’t stop talking about your tits.
Oral at a sex party
Read moreA short dress, a dark bar, a sex party, and three marathon sessions between her thighs.
First impressions
Read moreSnap judgments, Birkenstocks, and ostrich burgers: a date that was over before it started.
You send me….
Read moreA shamelessly inspired request, and a meditation on what makes a picture — or an orgasm — actually hot.
Peak experiences, peak fantasies
Read moreBad science, good questions, and the hottest sexual experience I can remember — one I wish I could forget.
The meaning of paying for sex, of true submission
Read moreI am scared of my desire — scared it will swallow you up whole.
Can love last?
Read morePsychoanalytic theory, Oban, and the fragility of romance.
Creep shot
Read moreShe caught my eye. I caught her image.
Envy
Read moreT had a date. I stayed home, meditated, and sat with the ugly progression of emotions that followed.
Sex on a boat
Read moreWhite clothes, a river breeze, and twelve couples stripping down at a landmark.
Sex on a boat – the prelude
Read moreBefore I tell you about the boat, T and I need to negotiate what our son might one day read — and somehow that leads to the word “Daddy,” Oedipus, and my mother.
