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Do Relationships Have Expiration Dates?

YES! New Year’s Resolution #1 accomplished: clearing out my kitchen pantry of old foodstuffs!  Looking at the old canned goods I wondered: do relationships — even extramarital affairs spanning decades — have expiration dates?  Maybe our parting was destined to be. Maybe I didn’t take heed of the date stamp on […]

Erotic Email: Truth Or Dare?

  B.’s email to me dated 12/16/2009, 5:46 am: “In the early morning, I would pull you close, cup your breasts into my hands, slowly run the tips of my fingers across your nipples, nestle my head into your neck, press my cock tight against your ass and blissfully go […]

Pistanthrophobia

Pistanthrophobia. Now there’s a mouthful. It means, “fear of trusting someone.” Stumbled upon the word the other day — can’t remember precisely where I read it — and it’s apparently a thing. It’s even listed in Urban Dictionary, so you know it MUST be real… I was curious about the origin […]

Divorce á Deux

“One of these things is not like the others/Which of these things just doesn’t belong?” My ex-lover was married in August 1975. B. and spouse had four children together. In August 2009 he moved out, began a lengthy separation. The wife filed the divorce papers last February, effectively ending 38 […]

Toxic Triggers, Pt 8: Su-Su-Subaru

Note: This is Part 8 of an 11-part series of short posts on what triggers memories of ex-lover B., culminating on October 11, 2014, the First Anniversary of when he kissed me goodbye. Literally. His kiss was a kiss-off. I have not seen him since. TRIGGER #8: Subaru Outback White […]

Toxic Triggers, Pt 4: Doggy Style

Note: This is Part 4 of an 11-part series of short posts on what triggers memories of ex-lover B., culminating on October 11, 2014, the First Anniversary of when he kissed me goodbye. Literally. His kiss was a kiss-off. I have not seen him since. TRIGGER #4: Setters B. has […]

Orange Ya Glad It’s Over?

Amazing, the things you remember lovers by… B. had some interesting, even endearing, habits. One was how he’d meticulously peel an orange and eat it. He has done this ever since we first knew each other, back in 1987, at our workplace. We’d eat lunch together (usually amongst co-workers so as […]

Cunt! Bitch! Motherfucker! Prick!

Harsh words, indeed. Words I quite honestly never say, especially that ugly “C” word. It’s so coarse. But on that May morning, in a tiny donut shop in Sawyer, MI, those words spewed from my mouth with vengeance and anger. They seemed apropos. I came face-to-face with B. and his new […]

Meat And Potatoes Sex

In retrospect, the sex was merely average.  He disliked using my toys, preferred naked skin over anything I’d wear from Victoria’s Secret, and had little imagination in the sack. It wasn’t exactly missionary-position-with-lights-out, but it was rather standard fare. In the 20-odd years I was B.’s mistress, ours was meat […]

Silent Running – This Blog Lives On!

“Silent running” is the term used when submarines go quiet, when nonessential functions are cut to minimize noise, when the crew is told to keep movement to a bare minimum so as to evade detection while submerged. I’ve been “silently running” these past few weeks…sitting quietly with my hands in my […]