Alice’s Diary – Entry #4

I’ve never been one for New Year. I’d rather be cracked on the arse by a bullwhip. All that weird kissing and touching business, hugs and kisses from people you don’t know and you’re obliged to hug and kiss them back. They’re all drunk, lurching around from person to person, crying because last year was…

Time to Smell the Roses

There’s something about lips, isn’t there? I mean, seeing them can inspire quite a few different scenarios in our heads. What does this image say to you? What does it make you think of? I see love and then, in an amusing way, someone who ate a doughnut without licking the sugar off her mouth.…

Reader Confession – Mr Retired From Everything

You’re probably all girls here, talking about fantasies, frustrations and things that shouldn’t turn you on but do. But I’m going to tell you my story anyway. I think it’s important to impart my experience. I’m a bloke—yeah, you guessed that—but I’m not a young bloke, or a looker or even sex mad, it’s just…