This is what you’ll do for me, #2
You prefer dresses, you said. Wear a dress. Please. Preferably a slinky cotton one. (If at all possible.) Bring your[…]
Read moreYou prefer dresses, you said. Wear a dress. Please. Preferably a slinky cotton one. (If at all possible.) Bring your[…]
Read moreThis is the kind of question I have wet dreams about being asked. But asked it I was. I gave[…]
Read moreIt’s Frisky Friday. Please post your original work – photos, videos, audio, words, sculpture, what have you – anything about[…]
Read moreLast night, I went to the Yankee game (3-2, Yankees beat the Rangers). I’m not a big sports fan, but[…]
Read moreWe walked into the dark bar. Neither of us was feeling especially revved for the date. We weren’t at our[…]
Read moreI apologize in advance. This post is down, depressed, maudlin. Stop reading here if that’s not your bag.
Read moreFuck. I’m totally obsessed. Over the last couple of days, I’ve somehow gotten it in my head that I simply must fuck[…]
Read moreBecause we’ve never spoken, because neither of us entirely trusts the other, and because we’re each going considerably out of[…]
Read moreIt’s Frisky Friday. Please post your original work – photos, videos, audio, words, sculpture, what have you – anything about[…]
Read moreA certain friend of mine sent me the attached bit of hotness. She generously consented to my sharing it with[…]
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