Back to his place


Friday night found me, as it often does, at a fraternity house. The room smelled like sweat and cheap alcohol, and the floors were sticky with Keystone Light. Across the room from a table littered with empty Solo cups, the two of us swayed our hips next to each other
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Meet Chill Girl

After Words

Meet Chill Girl. She was born in Ann Arbor, Michigan, but she’s very well traveled. She’s road tripped from Colorado to California and has friends in London, Spain and South Africa who frequently ask her to stay. She’s easily known and quickly adored.   She’s both intellectual and witty —
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Twirl the pearl, tug the slug

Health and Happiness

The first thing that comes to mind when I think of masturbation is the classic “American Pie”-esque movie scene in which a high-schooler furiously strokes away, wide-eyed in front of a computer screen, beside a trash can filled to the brim with sticky, crinkled tissues, only to be disturbed mid-ejaculation
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