Paying for it, revisited
If I’m honest, in my moments of greatest pain, loneliness, rejection, perceived abandonment, what I want more than anything isn’t[…]
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Read moreThe other day, I wrote a post about why I blog. I mis-titled it, implying that my reasons might be[…]
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Read moreHyacinth wrote an excellent post recently on the challenges of writing a sex blog and living a life – keeping[…]
Read moreI don’t know exactly how the hack worked, but someone, somehow, managed to infect my site with their code such[…]
Read moreThanks, Dumb Domme, for calling to my attention that I been hacked. For a while, now, it seems, my RSS[…]
Read moreOh my God. Exquisite compliance. “More. I want more.” This is what I think. This is what I always think.[…]
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