Patti's cleavage
My friend Patti has this cool new blackberry. More bells and whistles than mine, (can you tell I'm envious) and she has a camera that allows her to take pictures she can email immediately. She told a group of us tonight (and gave…
There are cougars prowling
I have a number of girlfriends who have recently hooked up with much younger men. Hot, sexually open, and much younger. In the online dating world, the Mrs. Robinson comments abound as young men intheir early and mid 20's actively…
A few words about love
I've been pondering the difference between love and lust - the mass of phermones, and organic chemicals that turns your brain to mush, and your legs to rubber. I've loved a few men, and think I've even been in love briefly once or twice. I've…
the power of dopamine
Ask any woman about the power of hormones. Every month fertile women are given on on upfront and personal look at how our biochemistry controls behaviour. Men have the same problem, only its constant, and is what gets them out to bars on a Saturday…
Female domination, or how to spank your guy in private
It started with a new patient and his wife who were struggling with his submissive desires. He wanted his wife to dominate him sexually, and take over in a female superior kind of way, of their life - making her the leader in their marriage.…
Head's up
You know women talk about sex. A lot. Well I was camping this week (bug bites, frogs, snakes, countless fish, and burnt marshmallows), and sitting around the campfire the conversation naturally headed south. The kind of conversation you can…
Mid summer's night sex frolick
Tomorrow is midsummer's eve. The summer solstice, the longest day of the year, my half birthday truth be told (hint sailor, bring chocolate...). My favourite Shakespearian play - beats Romeo and Julliet "What light from yonder window breaks?…
squeal, erect, breasts, enormous pleasure, lubricate enormous filth
My little brother gave me a gift yesterday. We are an especially literate family, and always trade back and forth books, but along with the books he handed me a box of magnetic erotic poetry words for the fridge at my office. Never mind why…
The object of my desire
I wrote a bunch of stuff on desire yesterday and then did something before saving it properly and it all disappeared. Duh! Thought I would rant about something else, but the desire question won't go away today. I thought desire was something…
Fear of sun burn on the oh-so delicate flesh
As a natural blonde of Scottish decent, I don't tan, rather I ignite. My ancestors lived in a cave in the North Atlantic, eating cod, and having their hairy legs protect them from the sun. So I have two skin tones, fish belly white, and sunburnt…