Sitting in bath, leaning forward, about to pull out the plug. Pause. An instruction to just stop. I know what’s there and I know who sits huddled deep down below
Tag: liberated women
Nomura, breasts and ablutions
I know of Nomura from my London days. In a ‘oh fuck, I have to go to work tomorrow’ kind of way. Since then there has been the boob incident,
The dis-art of the one night stand
Women orgasm, thrash about in delight, leave feeling secure and fulfilled the next morning. Bullshit. According to the research, 85% of men leave saturated, having pursued – to a greater