A guy I worked with once spent a lovely evening telling me variations of the ‘Man from Nantucket’ limerick. It was quite fun. Funeral directors are some of the filthiest mother fuckers you’ll ever meet.
But yes, dirty limericks have a charm of their own. I do love them. Hate writing ‘em at times, but I [...]

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Oh, where do I begin?
First, I ought to mention that I was a HUGE Anne Rice fan back in the day. I adored her books. I read them constantly. Over and over and over. My paperback copy of “The Vampire Lestat” of was worn through and had to have the cover reinforced. (Thank god for [...]

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Yup. Wendy’s going to wax poetic about anal again.
What?! I can’t help myself. I love it. Everyone knows that.
I’ve gotten phone calls from friends “Hey Wendy! We were talking about anal sex the other day, and we all thought of you!” What makes it even better is that these were *vanilla* friends, and this was [...]

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I love messing with my friends. My Elizabeth has a friend, Elise.  She’s a vegetarian. She hates ketchup with a passion. And she’s a little shy and uncomfortable with my bombastic sex talk.
We went to a Chinese Buffet on Long Island.  Elizabeth said her girlfriend reads my blog, and I was surprised, because while I [...]

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Alternative Title: What I Did in D.C., part Two
The D.C. orgy started as a big camp cuddle reunion.  Avah, Match, Desire and Prince and I all puppy piled on the bed as soon as we each arrived, and marveled at the mirror on the ceiling.
Two parts of this evening were particularly fun for me.
I got [...]

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