On the 19th and 24th of January the Alcohol and Tobacco Commission (ATC) staged two separate sets of raids that pulled the liquor licenses of most of the strip clubs on Bourbon Street. The news suggested that they were looking for human traffickers, but shockingly none were discovered. Hundreds of people are out of work. … Continue reading Three Hundred Years of Sex Work
I should be working on my book. I should be headed to the vu already. I’m so overwhelmingly horny that I can’t focus. I’m addicted to a fist. I’m loopy like a teenage girl. But the fist in question is now just my fist, not really anything else, just my sex buddy. I’s hard to … Continue reading A Few Words on Fisting
That left me shivering and cold. Sobbing and hyperventilating. Completely overwhelmed. But the orgasm didn’t really feel that strong. It felt kind of alright. I have only had a couple orgasms since I came to New England ten days ago to deal with my things, deal with the life I ran away from. Before I … Continue reading I Just Had An Orgasm …
Happy Mardi Gras! I’m in New Orleans until further notice. In October I went to Alaska and when I came home it appeared as though my life had gone to shit. My neighbor had seriously upped the dysfunction in the building. There were bedbugs all over near her downstairs unit, then she set off a … Continue reading Happy Mardi Gras!
Some time back I assumed that finishing school would make me a little batty. I have been a career student for a long time. Being a never quite finished graduate student has become part of my identity. I assumed that I would be a mess when I finally finished. I was right. I have been … Continue reading I am sorry liver. That was totally uncalled for. Please forgive me.
Greetings, my loyal readers. Sorry I have been absent for so very long. I was busy having fun. I’m going to bring you up to speed. I have been traveling a lot. Last update here suggests that I was in New Orleans, which I was and will be again soon. I am currently in Las … Continue reading Come Amuse Me ~~ (or the art of the run on sentence)
I don’t know when I will have access to the internet again so ... Want to see me? Come to Déjà vu on Bourbon street. I am there most nights and a couple of days. Come early. I will be there on Wednesday and Thursday at 2:00 PM to account for the fact that some … Continue reading New Orleans – A Rambling, Drama Filled, Update
What are friends? I used to think I knew. Recently I went to NOLA to visit my friend Lolo and little Debbie, not to be confused with Debbie. When I had had just about enough of the bullshit that makes LA so wonderful I got a little tipsy and bought one-way greyhound bus tickets to … Continue reading The Fight