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Naomi Lane

I am a single girl dating in Los Angeles. Sometimes. It's interesting.

Crikey! I’ve Lost My Mojo!

I’m going to the police to report a crime: Somebody stole my mojo. I know someone must have stolen it, because last night I had the opportunity to have red hot sex with a red hot man thing. And I passed. The guy: Former F-buddy. 20s. Surfer. Hot. Body. Rockin’. […]

I Have This Wild Fantasy…

Sometimes I think I might be a little bit insane. Like most men and women, I fantasize – that much is normal. I fantasize about sex, of course, but I also have bizarre fantasies about men that I often think might qualify me for residency at Shutter Island. They usually […]

I Made the First Move! Kinda.

I don’t consider myself a terribly shy person – except when it comes to approaching men I find attractive. I’ll talk to anyone – in the grocery store, on the street, at the cemetery – unless it’s a man I’m really digging on. Then I’ll avert my eyes and pretend […]

Why I Slept With a Douchebag

After my last blog post in which I slept with Fred the Douchebag, I received a few very interesting responses. While most of the women responded with a hearty, “You go, girl!” the men seemed a bit peeved, thinking somehow Fred wound up the winner in all of this. Why, […]