The Sex Experiment

You are exceedingly generous, aren’t you? ‘Tis the season, after all.

Nothing would make me happier (apart from discovering your fantasy deposited in some unknown part of the world).

I imagine she was about as bold as most of us, then slightly bolder, then bolder, and then full-on Mona. Start with the small dares, and soon enough you may well be a maneater.

Yes, with that tombola she has breathed new life into a tired word. Whoever pulls that out will truly be “winning”.

Yes, she’s chaos with curves. And aren’t you coy. Probably fluttering eyelashes as you write that last sentence.

I know. This is how you become a crazy person, rifling through trash cans out on the freezing boulevards in search of fantasies.

I’m sitting in a cafe right now, and it is true that if you stare long enough you start to imagine experimental connections. At this point I’m thinking that the entire left half of the room may well be involved in […]

My pleasure, James. That transformation is what sex is all about, as far as I’m concerned.

Thanks! Those curves….