From My Side of the Sling

  Near Home—March, 2025   You would have thought I would be sated after my terrific time with Keith.   Seemingly not.   The next day I w...

  Saugatuck—March, 2025 When I came home from Ross’ house, I left the sling, bagged and ready, in the living room.   At the end of the wee...

  North of Home—March, 2025   I first met Ross in August of 2015.   We have played sporadically all these years.   Of all the fist playe...

  Jackson—March, 2025 The day after breeding Julian, I was still up for sex.  The second Saturday of the month had become an advertised pl...

  Near Home—March, 2025   I have often talked about how good sex can either sate me or make me want more—and I never know which it will ...

    Near Home—March, 2025   (This is the second half of my afternoon at the bookstore.   See part one:   Naked Bears and Road Worker’s N...