sex

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, […]

The Lunch/Sex Date

I met Fred the good old-fashioned way. In a bar. He was funny, down to earth and seemed very genuine, which was part of the attraction. We talked and flirted all night. Oh, and he was hot. Brutally hot. And did I mention that he’s hot? At the end of […]