Jealousy Will Drive You Mad

Overcoming Jealousy In Open Relationships Aha, Mr Green-eyed Monster. We meet again… To enter an orgy is to surrender yourself to a tempest of intimacy and get f**ked in every perceivable permutation . Y’know, if you’re into that sort of thing. Meeting someone on the scene wasn’t something I planned, quite the opposite, in fact….

“Of course she’ll have sex with me – look at her instagram!”

“Are you a sex blogger? I don’t want to be written about.” “Yes, but what makes you think we’ll have sex?” “I’m just confident we will lol” Laugh all you want, my darling, but I’m still not having sex with you. Ah, the simplicities of mankind. I suppose they are pretty ‘laugh out loud’. Just…

Events review: Friday night at Risqué as a single laday

Look for the restaurant on your right and make yourself known at the host stand: you are attending… “Right this way, Madame” he gestured, and for a moment our eyes locked in knowing. I smiled. I couldn’t help a sudden arousal as I glided above a sea of drunken debauchery, my lace body caressing the skin beneath…

Two’s company, three’s a hella fun.

One for sorrow Two for joy Three for a girl Throw in another boy Bodies welding together Dripping in gold Welcome to orgies – would you be so bold? Do you ever get tired of loving, with nobody to love? I used to fixate on finding that one person I could lose myself in. Out…

How not to bott

by roughly 3 out of every 5 guys I’ve slept with. First thing’s first: define ‘Bott’. There’s been considerable debate over the years as to its meaning (or over the past few hours that I have been writing this post). There are those who would rationally speculate the word finds its roots in the well-known body…

The Artist

Ah, modern-day dating… what an effing shit show. I haven’t had a relationship that has lasted longer than 6 months for almost 6 years – and that’s 6 months at a push. Some people would say I’m too picky, I’d argue I’m just less tolerant of bullshit. But is it really anything to do with…

Red Blooded Woman

you’ll never get to heaven if you’re scared of getting high I’m going to ask that you count backwards from 10 before you read this, lest you get too heated and turned on. Because yes, this one’s about sex. And I’ve learned my lesson all those times before – I’ve dealt the consequences of speaking…

Runaway

baby I’ve got a plan runaway as fast as you can I’ve been trying to figure out ways of loving that don’t hurt so much. My heart’s enormous capacity for love is matched with an equal capacity for pain. And yet I choose to love anyway, somehow holding onto the fragments of that love buried…

Another Clock

Stop. I’m giving it. I’m not getting it. So I’m in the market for a new clock. I’ve had many in my time which have come in an array of shapes and sizes. From big to small, loud to quiet, grandfathers to digital – you name it, I’ve clocked it. With so much choice, it’s…

yeah, me too.

the rape tore me in two but it didn’t end me This will perhaps be my hardest post – to write, to read, to publish. My heart has been waking me crying since. “How can I help?”, I plead. “Write the blog.” The last year and a half has been the longest of my life. Such a brief…