I once stayed in an Acapulco penthouse that had a massive, arterial red stain in the center of the carpet. It was honestly difficult to come up with innocent explanations for it. LOL

You know it was a man, LOL.

That's the worst, LOL, when people use "you" to win an argument with you.

Here’s everything there is to know about Captive Weekend, including sample chapters.

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With the new cover coming out tomorrow, I thought I would give the old girl one more day in the sun. :)

Here’s everything there is to know about Captive Weekend, including sample chapters.

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OMG! I’ve thought this so many times! You know there’s a school of thought that closeted gays made the best spies! There’s a similar line of reasoning on why so many closeted gays found roles in conservative activism, their inherent trade craft expertise made them good at Atwater style dirty tricks!

From then on you can only ever be an alien…

Shit… I really like that idea. May have to do something with it :).

Our nation has no borders at all, they’re only in one’s head, and the trespass observed jurisdiction. Indeed, I think most kinky people think they’re just fantasizing at first, but over time realize they’re in the he shadow nation, and once you are a citizen of it, you can never emigrate back.

There’s a book I’m reading called The City and The City about a sort of East/West Berlin between two fictional nations, but instead of it being a single border, the cities are integrated, sometimes changing back and forth in the same block (they call it crosshatching). But we go a step further.