Or: Who I’d like to do on my summer vacation.
I’ve been thinking about my kind of boy lately. The really tall, really skinny boys that are all pale and pretty and such. The running joke growing up was that I had a fetish for recreating the illustrations to the Jack Sprat poem.
“Jack Sprat could eat [...]

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Whee! My darling friend Sascha has started a blog, and even sort of got her name from me!
She’s brand spanking new to public blogging, but I have a feeling she’ll be a Good Thing. ™
Sascha is quite awesome. We met at the last party Jefferson had in his current place, right before sex camp. It [...]

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