I go on dates with the idea of just forgetting.

Yep. It’s true. Roy is cool and mostly sexy, but it takes a bunch of alcohol and, well, mind over matter for me to get there. There.

In any case, here’s where I am.

In the bathroom with a Bob Schneider-esque dude singing to me on the other side of the paper thin door.

A 40-something single mother who writes honestly about sex, body image, D/s, relationships, her nervous tics, and how much she loves to fucking fuck. She also likes to show you her tits.

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20 thoughts on “I go on dates with the idea of just forgetting.
  1. Hello, lovely. You have beautiful hands. This is a strange thing to say, but I love hands, so really I mean it as a not creepy compliment. xoxo

  2. 4 thumbs up! … to just forgetting, to Roy, to mind over matter, and oh yes, to the luvly pic

    Mike

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