ADAM- Am I Just the Night, or Am I Her Morning

And just like that, our secret reduces to just my own, alone. I sit down for the fifth week, and the bartender looks at me with fringes of pity around his eyes while he pours the red wine into my glass. I ask myself again, how I got here, knowing in actuality so little about her, and yet consumed…[Read more]

… and yes, I love hairy.

A room with a view.

Should you ask me if I prefer shaved or not shaved, my answer is “not shaved” … I like it natural. Pubic hair is so soft against one’s face and holds a woman’s intimate scent.