relationships
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My Father’s Script, and Mine
My dad phoned just as I was leaving the house to take the dog on her…
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London Leather: Epilogue and Afterglow
After the Leather Social, Cicero and I were both very tired and went straight to bed.…
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London Leather 3: Kink, Calm, and Keeping My Dad From Panic
Continuing my adventures at the London Leather Weekend… Content note: This post includes kink, BDSM dynamics,…
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London Leather 2: Bears, Brothers, and the Texture of Desire
Following on from London Leather 1… Content note: This post includes kink, BDSM dynamics, and sexual…
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London Leather Day 1: A Collar, a Club, and a Very Bad Beer
I am off to London to spend another fun weekend with Cicero! The dog has been…
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Starting to map the marriage
The first thing I did when Richard (my counsellor) arrived was apologise for breaching his privacy…
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“A Previous Life”: Reading Edmund White in the Midst of My Own Ending
This is a posthumous novel; I don’t know how much are Edmund’s own words and what…
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Ball Pools and Broken Hearts
At the weekly cinema trip with Ambrosius, I was feeling tired and a little out of…
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Checking In
I’ve not heard from my husband for a few days. I was getting worried. He’s not…
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The Tears Are Not Ready
Things are getting deeper in counselling. Tonight we started talking about history, because I said that…
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The Spa of No Expectations
Ambrosius and I caught the coach to Bournemouth; fifty minutes, partly motorway, partly through the forest.…
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Waking Next to Absence
I had a friend over last night. Originally, he was going to come over and we’d…
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The Pleasure of No Possession
Friday has become cinema night with my friend Ambrosius. We both look forward to it all…
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Double Standards
As time moves on, I find myself reflecting on this that happened. One of them came…
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The post-mortem begins
It felt like there was a lot to talk about in counselling: it’s not everyday that…
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