Must be nice to have a “Sugar Daddy.” She breaks the law (repeatedly) and he pays the bill. Here he is paying for her most recent transgression, driving on a suspended license owing to a previous DUI: QUESTION: Why do men stay with women who use/abuse them? I’ll tell you […]
I care about him. No, I don’t love him, don’t want him back, don’t want to fuck him, don’t particularly want to ever see him again. But something inside — maybe the on-and-off relationship we’ve had with each other since 2002, its meaning and longevity — still makes me care […]
The day after Thanksgiving I was besieged by texts from Boy Toy’s kooky girlfriend. I honestly don’t know what set the kook off. This one just begged for a response, so I seized the opportunity to describe in great detail the bedroom — their bedroom — in which I fucked her […]
[Ed note: This post is for Marty.] It is November 2006. Halfway through one of our many libidinous iterations. His then-girlfriend/housemate is out-of-town on business, so he invites me to have a Fuck Fest with him in his heated garage on one of his wave runners that has been put […]
Just found an old card he’d given me not too long ago (I thought I had tossed them all?): And all I could think of was…..
The lease on his rented house expires May 1. I predict that’s when their relationship will expire, too (it’s already pretty icy). He told me that’s the date by which his current gal pal will have to find another place to live. She and all of her shit in plastic […]