Machines Can’t
Fake words, fake people, and what once was our reality. Now borderline. They’re coming for our jobs, but they’re not coming for mine. Or my reality. Machines can’t learn to lay in bed naked with you, in dripping Savannah heat, talking forks in the road and why you’re a stray cat.
The fearousal phenomenon
If I had a dollar for every time one of my lovers confessed that he was initially intimidated by me, I’d
Weight, Pt. 1
A man’s body on top of mine is primal, and it is weight. It is soul-to-soul through locked eyes and firmly gripping fingers. I am his conquest in the moment, welcoming his besting with flushed skin and orgasmic profanity.
Decisiveness, Communication & Phenomenal Sex.
Originally written & posted in December 2022, this from-the-hip post - as they all are - was written quickly and without any semblance of editing. If you’ve followed me for some time, you’ll remember a post in my old blog titled That New
He knew he was in trouble. (video)
He knew he was in trouble when my devilish giggle appeared. Dirty utterances and intuitive touch. Teasing and aching yet undeniably light. He knew he was in trouble, and he fucking loved it.
Five Date Ideas
Here are five a few of my more unique ideas! I originally posted this in 2023 plus two new dates finally added on 2.5.24! This list provides you with some excellent insights and reading it will give you a sense of
What differentiates a bad client from a good one?
Originally posted December 2022 "Relationship" is a word that carries an endless number of connotations. It can be used to describe the bond we share with our spouse or our children (or yours - I'm single and childless), or our friends. It
Night of a Thousand Pleasures
This true story was originally featured on my blog's 2021 iteration, before I accidentally deleted everything as I went off on hiatus. I found a copy of it by chance, and am reposting. It felt especially important to keep this story alive,
Gray Skies, Weirdos & Music.
This from-the-hip post - as they all are - was written quickly and without any semblance of editing. One of my favorite ways to beat these Chicago winter blues is to indulge in a minimum of one staycation every thirty days between the
Edging is about intimacy.
It's no secret that I harbor a great love for playing a man's body like an instrument. To deliberately stoke his flame and experiment with how many times I can bring him to the edge and back is the most