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sex toys and Stephen King


Mark Morford was telling me this morning all about something that he thinks is the most sex-positive thing to happen in simply ages. The news is simple. Amazon sells sex toys. (Okay, that’s not exactly news. But I love his take on it.) What a wonderful message this sends. What a desperately needed notion for a sex-starved and deeply misinformed, orgasmically uncertain nation. It is this:...

the office flirtation


I’ve recently been reading Sex in the Office, yet another in a long series of Black Lace short story collections, and I have to admit, the whole Sex in the Office thing does it for me. Actually, the whole forbidden fruit thing does it for me, period, but that’s a whole other post. 🙂 Even if there isn’t any sex, the promise of sex, the teasing and tantalizing and flirtation of...

coming clean about getting dirty


Bear with me, all, this post’s been a long time in coming. And those of you who still manage to stop by occasionally may begin to understand why Vikki’s been such a quiet little thing this year. It’s been a tough year. There’s been cancer, and almost-cancer, a heart attack, aneurisms, a cat that said goodbye, sick dogs, one very young death, new jobs and new apartments and...

it is within you


A blanket response to all the women who have e-mailed me lately looking for relationship advice: I don’t know why it is that women will stay in hurtful, dead or downright abusive relationships for as long as they do. “But I love him!” they moan. [I’m lying. Of course I know why. I used to be the exact same way. I abused myself over and over in bad relationships, and it...



Life has been crazy lately. It has been tense, it has been busy, and it has required me to be Alert And In Control far too often. My S.O.’s life has also been tense and busy. Our visits with each other have been far less frequent than either of us would like at this point, and often we’re both so tired and stressed that all we’re up to doing is cuddle, a movie, and fairly...

the importance of orgasms


[Wow. Did I really last post something here two months ago? I’m so sorry, folks, it has been a tough time and the days and weeks have been slipping away from me too quickly, sand through my fingers and no real way to grab on of late. But I do promise to try and do better, for the one or two of you who still visit this wee diary.] For the record: I really, really hate the debate about...

products: the Body Bare shaving system


It didn’t take long after my first shave to figure out that I loved being completely bare between the thighs. It felt sexy and soft and a little naughty, and I couldn’t get enough of it. The biggest problem, of course, was how to maintain this slip-slidey feeling all the time. Waxing is currently out for me – I tried a home waxing kit and OH MY GOD the pain. And while I’m...

from ye olde mailbag


I know. Two posts in a month. Y’all might faint. 🙂 Dana writes: I was just wondering if you could tell me exactly how you got into BDSM? I mean, was it something that just happened? A partner who was interested and sparked your interest? You had always been interested and were lucky enough to have a receptive lover? You actively searched for a dominant man? When I first read this I thought:...

what the hell was that?


Something happened the other night that has me mystified. I was being stimulated, close to orgasm, built up and up and then finally I was there, I was having an orgasm but it didn’t feel like relief, it felt like there was more and things kept happening and it built again as I nearly screamed my damned lungs out and ten to fifteen seconds later it built even higher and I think every bone in...

excellent BDSM primer


So you’ve been thinking about all this BDSM stuff. Mostly, it scares or confuses you. But curiousity being what it is… maybe you’d like to know more. Thanks to Sasha, I found a really, really excellent primer on how BDSM works – it answers a LOT of the questions I had when I first got curious about this lifestyle, in a very conversational, sane, and forthright way...

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