That’s something I’ve been asking myself quite a bit lately. I’ve been thinking quite a bit about the threads of the stories of my life, and this one really had no proper ending. It just…trailed.
I need to write the ending, however, mostly for me. Because it hurt me, and threw me off and made me [...]

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I was napping Tuesday afternoon, after having spent the morning coming home from my parents house, and doing some quick cleaning around my apartment. I wanted to rest up before heading to the Sexerati book release party. When I woke up, there was a message on my phone from my escort for the evening, who [...]

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Oh, so I take back what I said about not being all that interested in penis in vagina sex with Sebastian. For whatever reason, we don’t have much ‘regular sex’, usually ending up having lots and lots of hot crazy anal sex. Eventually, my mind started thinking that PIV must not have been super duper [...]

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Or, whats been going on since the events of Ball-gags and Bad Times, the events of which were several weeks ago.
I want you all to understand that this isn’t some bullshit blog drama, but that this is my life.  Yes, while part of the intent behind the post about Marcus was punitive, I won’t deny [...]

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Or, Why I’m Never Going to a Party at the Fuckhouse Ever Again.
This is my blog. I’ll tell the stories I want, as they happened, and how they made me feel, goddamnit. So anyone who has a problem with this can suck my balls.
Necessary Information: Most of you who know me in the real [...]

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