There are snakes in my eyes as I slither between these sheets to wind up the leg of some new beast, slurping up sins and sensation like a newborn Eve on her first night fucking Adam. And what does it … Read more →
I don’t know about you, but I was raised Catholic, which basically translates into carrying around a vast amount of guilt and shame on my shoulders in regards to pretty much everything I do. It’s something that I’ve learned to … Read more →
Lust, which is just how I like it. But this is my lust, not yours. This is my deep, red sin, not yours. This is my experience of lust, my singular experience. I cannot vouch for your experience of lust, … Read more →
I’m starting to wonder what’s going through his mind as he’s drunkenly gyrating on the dance floor and making half assed attempts at grabbing my ass. He’s a friend of mine, and he has a wife and a kid, but … Read more →
What We Talk About When We Talk About Sex Workers In Silicon Valley: Excellent!
“Pilar, I don’t think he’s that into me!” My friend is bitching about some dude, and I give her a sideways glance because I know exactly what’s going on here. “Wait, refresh my memory. How did you guys hook up … Read more →