Sometimes you need to taste all the colors of the rainbow…
I don’t feel the need to perform gymnastics in the bedroom anymore.
Keep it wet, keep it clean, keep it fun.
We’re talking hospital visits, broken bones and a whole lotta vom.
*Names have been changed to protect the not-so innocent.
It started with a car conversation.
What on earth would possess an otherwise sane (and usually pretty shy girl) to do such a thing?
Having sex with the same person can get stale. But it doesn’t have to…
There are people chatting, watching, drinking. Suddenly my inner show pony kicks in, I don’t want to lose them.
It doesn’t have to be a solo affair…