When I think of you it is not the ending— the way you ran to me outside Starbucks the desperate kisses the way we held each other knowing that these were the last moments of that special space we had built over a year— The space where it was just you and me and our bodies in hotel rooms on business trips a space free of your husband and my girlfriend. No, when I think of you it’s the beginning— Not the absolute beginning...

Back in 2015, I had to go to the corporate office in Bloomington for a meeting. I hated working on flights, so I didn't even bother. And I was horny. So I brought up Backpages on my phone and started browsing ads from women in Bloomington. Within minutes, I had found an ad from a black BBW who was looking for men to worship her pussy. We started exchanging messages, and by the time I landed, we had arranged for her to com...

So we live out in the middle of nowhere. When you live in the middle of nowhere, you have more privacy. You can grow certain things and pursue your hobbies without being bothered. Stuff that gets you cited or worse in the city is fine here. And even if it’s illegal, who will know? So you end up with stuff folks value. And sometimes people do just about anything to get what you have. Around 3 am, my phone buzzes me out of...

I was on my way to see Sarah, a former tall pageant beauty queen. She lived halfway to a presentation I had that day, and I had decided to fit her into my schedule. Finding parking in the Valley is always a bitch, but I hadn’t known that Tuesday was a street-sweeping day in this part of Encino. It took me ten minutes to find a space where I could park without risking a ticket or towing, and as I made my way to her apartme...