The word of the week is “appetite”. To participate, create a 15-word story with appetite or appetites. I can’t wait to see your creativity! smiles
It’s so damn easy for you.
You walk by me.
You smile.
My appetites rouse.
I love coconut oil as a personal lubricant. LOVE it. It’s the only lube I keep around at all times. I keep it in a
Download: PDF | MP3s | Transcript TXT Files Warning! If there is ANY pain, stop. Immediately. Stop. There should be ZERO pain in this step.
When was the last time you put in effort to show someone you really love and appreciate them? Like something above and beyond what you
☝️☝️ Words to live by, if you ask me. You didn’t ask me though, LOL! And I’m going to tell you anyway. And it doesn’t
I have my opinions, of course. And I’ll share. I’m asking you. Because it feels to me that we can go out in public spaces,
What I write is not proclamations of the WON TWOO WAY, or even the statement that I think you must or should do something. I
I love KTP (Kitchen Table Poly). Actually, I should say that I love KTN. Kitchen Table Nonmonogamy. Because not all of my relationships are love-based,
“My genitals do not tell you what I want or like. I do.” —Emily Nagoski I’m having a conversation with a FetLifer struggling with fetishes
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Stockinged-thighs framed my head as she recited tonight’s menu. Exhaling, “Bon appetite” as I dined.