***I am seriously trying to decide what to do about these weekly reviews. Not sure they serve any real good purpose except a journal for myself, but until I make a decision here we go!**** Monday As usual, Mondays are work and not really leave the house days. The highlight of my day was the…
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I slowly rise to the surface of this cold winter morning, enjoying the soft snuffle of Odysseus’ snoring in my ear, his long arms wrapped around me, spooning me from behind. What a strange but lovely relationship we have. Alternately friends who just snuggle on the couch and wild fuck buddies who never kiss or…
** I don’t know if this needs a CW or not, but there are a lot of feels, some assumptions, and a D/s/s threesome that was “meh.”*** I had been working 16-hour days for the past three days, and today- Saturday- I had already put in 6 or 7 hours. Now it was evening and…
Jennifer relaxed in the humid sunshine drinking café Tinto, munching a buñuelo, and enjoying the fresh breeze flowing through the valley. She had been apprehensive about moving to Medellin, worried about dating short Colombian men. But now, she’d met Jose Fernando and was lazily remembering his visit the night before. Jose Fernando was 10 years…
This is a new weekly feature for the blog. Each week I will spell out the days and my various dates, adventures or lack thereof. If I have written a story about that particular date or event or whatever, I will link it here as well. I will also add a summary and some “parting…
I couldn’t believe I had agreed to let him pick me up in the airport! I mean what if he was a dud, not at all like his photos? Or what if he smelled bad, or was just plain weird? I needed to get from the airport to my hotel, and this was a very…
I had an amazing magical first date, with KS, this weekend. Amazing as in, I kept looking at him and in my head thinking… “OMG I am going to fall in love with you!” “I am already half in love with you!” “You are so freaking amazing, whatever am I going to do?” He sent…
It is so hot here in Shanghai. I mean as soon as you walk out the door of the hotel and leave the beautiful free air conditioning behind, it’s melt the lipstick off your lips, hot! (Only not my lipstick. I buy the stuff you can’t even buy outside the US because it has so…
So there is this phenomenon, I call it “Date and Dash.” Remember, when you were a kid? Ding, Dong, Dash? Go up to your neighbor’s door, ring the bell, and run like the wind before they could see you? It’s like that! Really! You go on a date with a guy, and he completely disappears…
The whole things started out so normally. A few quick witted conversations on Tinder, flirting but not too much. He was able to find that sweet middle ground between, totally interested, and now you’ve gone too far. We agreed to meet Friday at this cute little wine bar I liked to go to. It was…