Real stories about dating and relationships in New York City. Truth is more interesting than fiction.

Do You Spend the Night?

A long, long time ago I remember having a conversation with a friend.  I honestly can’t remember who I was talking to, but I remember what we both said. She, “I fuck who I want to fuck. I don’t get into this whole boyfriend thing.” Now mind you, this was way back in the 90s, […]

Damned If I Know

I think of myself as, primarily, a storyteller. Every once and a while I’ll share a how-to  (which usually is more of a “how I did it” than an actual how-to) but one thing I never do is solicit questions from lovelorn readers. Sometimes, though, readers come to me with their questions. And they know […]

A Friend of My Friend…

I can’t speak for anyone else, but for me, one of the big moments in any relationship is when I meet a guy’s friends. And perhaps, even more so, when I arrange for him to meet my friends. It means a lot to me, what my closest friends think of the men in my life. […]

The Things I Remember (A Memory of Naked Dating)

I’d forgotten all about this.  Probably because most of my memories from this relationship are not happy ones. Sometimes it’s just better to let go of sadness. Anyways, it was a few years ago.  I’d met this man who I liked quite a bit.  I didn’t think, from the start, that the relationship was going […]

Learning from Your Parents – a Poll (but first a poem)

This Be The Verse They fuck you up, your mum and dad. They may not mean to, but they do. They fill you with the faults they had And add some extra, just for you. But they were fucked up in their turn By fools in old-style hats and coats, Who half the time were […]
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