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Can you tell this is me?![]()
Hmmmm, that coffee mug does look familiar.
Eep. Hopefully she, at least, had more slender fingers.TIL that having a young female doc give a DRE isn't like the stories (whoda guessed?). My former grizzled old veteran doc was more generous with the lube than she was.
Mmmmm, you do know how I like a good mug.You just want me for my mug, don't you? For the record, that doughnut is LONG gone.
Eep. Hopefully she, at leas, had more slender fingers.
A fraction too much friction?
A fraction too much friction in a feature of nonfiction.
I didn't realise how terrifying my AV is until browsing Lit on my phone. Shite.
I didn't realise how terrifying my AV is until browsing Lit on my phone. Shite.

I wish I knew that, I'd have been a much greater arsehole for sure.
I can't imagine a world in which dating is a good thing. If I was single I'd live a hermit life to avoid it.
I can't imagine a world in which dating is a good thing. If I was single I'd live a hermit life to avoid it.
I keep dipping my toes back into the dating pool, but I think it may be more because I feel like I should, than that I actually want a relationship because I bail at the slightest thing. (This last one was completely justified though.) I'm thinking I may be the one for me.
I keep dipping my toes back into the dating pool, but I think it may be more because I feel like I should, than that I actually want a relationship because I bail at the slightest thing. (This last one was completely justified though.) I'm thinking I may be the one for me.

I didn't realise how terrifying my AV is until browsing Lit on my phone. Shite.
I keep dipping my toes back into the dating pool, but I think it may be more because I feel like I should, than that I actually want a relationship because I bail at the slightest thing. (This last one was completely justified though.) I'm thinking I may be the one for me.
The children worry I will be lonely when they leave. They may be right, and I will probably be old and decrepit by the time they go.I like to think of that wise nugget we all learned from Jurassic Park, that just because we can doesn't necessarily mean we should.
If you are more comfy with your own (admittedly wonderful) self, so be it and be happy, yes?
I have it on good authority (a lovely foot fetishist friend) that my toes are indeed top notch, but darling man, as if I could possible cover up this much snark. For instance, when the last one told me he expected me to wear high heels, I said, certainly--as long as he wore a butt plug for the evening so we could both be uncomfortable for each other's amusement.I'm sure your toes are quite pretty, but I think you'd have better luck if you focused your presentation on your finest features: your mind and your snark.![]()
I do think I may get a really hysterical, and possibly successful, book out of it. I have my dating stories pretty much down to a comedy routine.Dating. Hoo boy. I feel ya, saucy.
I do think I may get a really hysterical, and possibly successful, book out of it. I have my dating stories pretty much down to a comedy routine.
I have it on good authority (a lovely foot fetishist friend) that my toes are indeed top notch, but darling man, as if I could possible cover up this much snark. For instance, when the last one told me he expected me to wear high heels, I said, certainly--as long as he wore a butt plug for the evening so we could both be uncomfortable for each other's amusement.
A friend of my sister used to keep a blog about her online dating adventures. And by adventures, I mean disasters. While she was going on these terrible dates and blogging, she eventually reconnected with an old friend through Facebook and they ended up falling in love. Another friend turned the entire story into a play and produced it here in Chicago. On opening night her boyfriend proposed and now they are married and have a kid.
I went to the play and it was pretty good.
I didn't realise how terrifying my AV is until browsing Lit on my phone. Shite.
The children worry I will be lonely when they leave. They may be right, and I will probably be old and decrepit by the time they go.

Tis a lovely friend indeed, to appreciate such adorable appendages.
I would have loved to have been seated at the bar, sipping a single malt and people watching, as you, in your towery six inchers, and your beplugtacled date followed the hostess across the room, to your waiting table.
I would marvel, then smile knowingly at the similarity of your gaits.
Did you bring a date?