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Can sex be telepathic?
Read moreI imagine not only what it would feel like to have your mouth on my cock, but I imagine that’s what YOU are imagining. Right. Now.
Bad dates (#2,064)
Read moreMy crystal ball works….
I like your style
Read moreWas she trying to pick me up? If so, I completely blew it.
Paean
Read moreSometimes I wonder what I’m supposed to do.
On deadness, and sirens
Read moreThere’s something dead inside of me. Also, sirens.
A look i like (paean)
Read moreShe’s striking, and she checks a LOT of my boxes.
Communicating with me
Read moreThere are a lot of ways you can communicate with me. This is a tease – a bit of information as to how I interact with the apps you might use. In my NEXT post, I’ll tell you what I imagine you’re communicating to me with your choice. But in this post, it’s just a little bit of information about how I interact with the various apps on my phone.
A question, and some answers
Read moreIn which I’m asked by a woman how she might most effectively conjure a FWB or threesome…. Seriously. (Is it that hard for a woman? I’m really shocked.)
Paean
Read moreA gorgeous, inscrutable server….
Lakshmi, or, abandonment
Read moreA model swiped me on Tinder, gave me everything I asked for from afar, and then, when we finally met, gave me almost nothing. I was surprised by how much the ghosting stung.
Svetlana, part two
Read moreIn which I continue to use my date with Svetlana to explore my likes and dislikes.
Paean
Read moreI’m not interested.
Paean
Read morePale beauty.
Paean
Read moreI love when a woman strains at her clothes.
Envy and rage on the subway
Read moreI watch a man improbably pick up a woman on the train, and am consumed by envy and rage.
Part 1 – spectacles, testicles, wallet, and watch: in which i’m fingered by a self-proclaimed ‘slut’ at a bar
Read moreThis is Sheila’s version of our recent date. I think it’s hotter than my version. What do you think?
Sheila
Read moreIn which I fingered a visiting dignitary in a bar.
Love in the dust
Read moreA thirteen-year-old boy, a Hungarian village girl, and everything I’ve ever failed to do with women, written in dust.
Paean
Read moreBeauty, as rendered by a pencil.
Ugh
Read moreSometimes, someone just repels me.
