Head’s up

You know women talk about sex. A lot. Well I was camping this week (bug bites, frogs, snakes, countless fish, and burnt marshmallows), and sitting around the campfire the conversation naturally headed south. The kind of conversation you can only have with a girlfriend under the stars where we discussed giving the perfect blow job.…

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Mid summer’s night sex frolick

Tomorrow is midsummer’s eve. The summer solstice, the longest day of the year, my half birthday truth be told (hint sailor, bring chocolate…). My favourite Shakespearian play – beats Romeo and Julliet "What light from yonder window breaks? It is the East and Julliet is the sun…." or the tragedies "take thee to a nunnery…"…

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The object of my desire

I wrote a bunch of stuff on desire yesterday and then did something before saving it properly and it all disappeared. Duh!  Thought I would rant about something else, but the desire question won’t go away today. I thought desire was something I could orchestrate better.  It turns out that my desires have taken me…

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I’m back

Hey, I was never the kid with the diary. Some of my friends journaled about their life daily, one of them, my friend Kim is just publishing her teenage memoires as she wrote about the going through an adolescent pregnancy. She’s now a grandmother in her early 40’s. I, on the other hand, never did.…

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The Case of the gigantic testicles

As a sex therapist I’ve seen, heard, and documented a few interesting things.  Other people’s sex lives really are fascinating conversation. But every now and then I come up with something that leaves me gobstopped. Floored, and taken completely by surprise. A new patient, attractive man in his early 40’s came to see me for…

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