For a while, I had a boyfriend who had two tongue rings -- a barbell in the back and a ring on the tip. He was the type of guy who, when he filled out a job application, he answered the question "What are your hobbies?" with "Cunnilingus" and a hand-drawn winky face. He could twist his tongue sideways in either direction, then flick it back and forth like a demented snake. He loved to show off how he could twist a cherry...

I had recently moved to a fairly large Western city, where I was delighted and surprised to learn that there lived a lot of cowboys. Men in tight jeans and thick leather boots, smelling of the outdoors and the sweat it produces. I was giddy to meet a few of them, so I signed up at the gym near my apartment complex, and it wasn't more than a couple weeks before I had a few "friends." In particular, one group of eager young...

I had just turned 21 and spent a week with my cousins. They had driven me the 300 miles to their house, but when it was time to go home, I decided to book a ride on the train. I had ridden the train a few times with my family as a kid, and I was looking forward to having time to read and rest and gaze out the window with a pensive look. I ended up doing less of those things than I anticipated. I boarded as the sun was set...

He had borrowed his girlfriend's car, just to run it up to the gas station and get it washed or some other trivial errand that he thought could get him away from her for an hour or so. Which is when he texted me, like he always did. And I was ready, like I always was. These stolen moments were so precious, after all. He wasn't expecting anything when I slid into the passenger seat of the black SUV. The A/C was running aga...

When Shelly suggested baking gingerbread cookies and making snow angels, it sounded so wholesome. I'd bring the weed -- because I always brought the weed -- and we knew we'd laugh our asses off, having a good time in the fresh snow. I hung up with her and gathered my things, excited to spend a day playing in the snow on top of studying for tomorrow's exam. I was grateful Shelly and I were in the same class so we could stu...

I knew what he wanted from me when he asked what I was wearing to the theater. I rattled off a few options of things I knew were clean -- the jean shorts, the black capris -- and noticed when his eyes lit up at the mention of my pink skirt. “Well whatever you wear, don't forget a sweater. You know it's cold in there.” He’s so sweet. We sat in the back row, like always. And not only was I ready for him in the pink skirt, b...

"I left my boyfriend waiting in the car," she said as she bounced through the door, lifting her skirt high along her thigh. Her perfume and dark ponytail trailed through the air behind her. I locked the door and turned to face her. She had walked over next to the arm of the couch. "I just need you to eat me out." Her eyes twinkled. "Quick. Please," she begged up at me. I'd been dreaming about it all day. I had already tak...