Dear Diary, It’s after midnight and I can’t sleep. I’ve become obsessed with Frank. He and I have been having sex almost every day. I know he uses me and he treats me like a whore. I love the danger of being caught when he fucks me. I only have two rules....
Dear Diary, Every day of my life seems to get better. Today was no exception. This morning, I heard my mother stirring in the kitchen. I stuck my head out the door of my bedroom to say good morning. She was her usual cheery self. It's no wonder, just an h...
Dear Diary, It was a long day. Wednesdays are a grind with five back-to-back classes. I can't wait for this semester to be over. I didn't think freshman year would be this difficult. Having to commute from home just adds to the stress of my day. Right now...
Dear Diary, My best friend Kara came over last night to hang out. Time got away from us and rather than drive twenty miles home, she stayed the night. She and I have no secrets between us, so I decided to confide in her as I have so many times before on t...
Dear Diary, I'm having difficulty falling asleep. It's 2 AM, and for the last thirty minutes, all I can hear is my mother and her boyfriend having sex in the next room. She screams when she has an orgasm. Since she met Frank, this goes on all the time. Th...
An hour after I arrived at my office Monday morning, two dozen red roses were delivered to me. There was no signature on the card, it wasn’t needed, I knew it was Thomas. I was still on cloud nine from Saturday night and Sunday morning with him. My week w...
The weekend heat was unrelenting. The thermometer read 96 but, in the sun the temperature was well over 110 degrees. I planned to take a ride on my boat to one of the beach islands offshore. The Gulf of Mexico was uncomfortably hot, so that was not appeal...
Shortly after my divorce, I was having erotic dreams, so I decided to see a psychologist. Wendy Morton, MD; a sex therapist helped me in the past work through that time. I need her help once again. In our last session, I made some revealing confessions. S...
The waves crashing on the beach woke me out of a sound sleep. For just a moment, I had forgotten where I was. Then it all came back to me; Betsy’s house in Southampton. Last night was wild. The memory of three men fucking me caused a trickle from between...
Being a divorced fifty-three-year-old workaholic woman is no picnic. As a member of the Florida State House of Representatives, it is social death. The hours are long. I spend an exceptional amount of time away from my home near Tampa and the pay is terri...
My holiday weekend was planned a month ago. Memorial Day is always difficult for me. I lost my only child in Iraq, killed in action. I can’t believe it has been fifteen years since he was taken from me. My lifelong best friend knows this is a dark time fo...
My niece Lexi is a freshman at Columbia University in New York City. Last month, she called me to ask if she and a friend could come to my house for spring break. She is my sister’s youngest. I told her she was always welcome to come to Florida, and that...
Throughout my career, I’ve had to travel to meet with clients. Usually, my trips are scheduled efficiently so my travel is easy and meetings are productive. Yesterday was different; I was traveling with my boss. We had a breakfast meeting in Pensacola in...
The coast off of the North African Ottoman provinces of Algiers, Tunis, Tripoli, and Morocco in 1803 was as dangerous a place as anywhere on earth. It was known as the Barbary Coast and was a very lucrative business for Pirates. Capturing merchant ships a...
Every night I have dreams. For the last year, a night hasn’t passed without having incredible erotic fantasies while I sleep. It has become such a common occurrence in my life that I started to see a doctor about it. Her name is Dr. Wendy Morton. She is a...
