“And the girl whose name I didn’t know sat quietly there, occasionally sipping her orange juice, owning herself completely.” – Graham Greene, The Quiet American I’m not sure the quote exactly fits, but I’ve always loved it. It’s pretty much the only piece of the novel I remember. I read that line and thought “Yes, … [Read more…]
I don’t own many toys. A few years back, a sex toy shopping spree acted as foreplay once for a guy I was seeing and I. One of the things we bought was a Tantus harness and strap-on. This little bullet came as the insert for the dildo, to make it vibrate. (Though you can … [Read more…]
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