“You know,” I say to Justin as we’re out shopping for presents, “I’ve always wanted one of those.”
It’s a kit that lets you grow your own crystals. On the box it says that it’s suitable for ages 10 and up.
“Probably sounds silly,” I say. “But yeah. Lusted after this kind of thing pretty hard when I was a kid.” » Read more
I’m a woman who is currently in a relationship with two other women. I never planned for this to happen. My girlfriend and I had been together for a few years when a friend of hers confessed an attraction. I’m not proud of it, but at first I was pretty salty about it. » Read more
“You better watch out,” she says. I’m highly suggestible,”
“Seriously though,” she says. “I spend time around people, and I find myself picking up their qualities. Their mannerisms.”
I nod because I know what she means. I’ve been there many times myself. But instead of telling her that, » Read more
Could you not talk about your struggles with anxiety in public? she writes. I love your writing. Your Facebook page is amazing. The memes you post.
You’re my favorite writer on polyamory and kink. The only one that I read and don’t end up rolling my eyes constantly. » Read more
For a femme, I am really terrible at doing my makeup.
For real. I didn’t know the first thing, had practically never worn a stitch of makeup — let alone put it on myself — until a few years ago.
And even since then, I’ve been fuzzy on the particulars. » Read more
In 1964 a woman named Kitty Genovese was murdered in New York City, not far from where she lived at the time. In spite of the fact that there were ostensibly many neighbors in the vicinity who witnessed the attack, it was initially reported that no one came to her aid as she was stabbed to death. » Read more
I do so hate a fauxpology (i.e., fake apology). You know exactly what I’m talking about. When someone’s saying the words, “I”m sorry,” but you can tell they don’t really mean it. Either by tone of voice or stilted word use.
“Oh, I’m sorry,” with an eye roll.
Or something equally unimpressive like, » Read more
“The trouble with relationships these days is that they’re so transactional,” my friend says.
It’s a complaint I’ve been hearing a lot lately. And while I have a vague sense of what it means when you say a relationship is transactional, I’m fuzzy on the finer details. I explain this to my friend and add, » Read more
friendamour (noun) – a close friend of a partner that’s a lot like a metamour in terms of importance
“Page, you have to help me,” he says to me.
“What’s going on?”
“I’m losing my mind. I’ve never been so nervous,” he says to me.
“Honey,” » Read more
I remember the first time I slept with someone who actually cared about my pleasure. The way they moved their hands over my body, the way they monitored my face to see if I liked what they were doing. The way they actually even asked what I liked.
It felt good, » Read more