Apr
26

2012
Scientist Finds G-Spot (Can I Say, I Told You So?)

I was quite sure that the debate over the existence of the G-spot had been won. Probably from a more hands on experience though. I’m not sure about you, but I have been finding my G-spot (and enjoying it) for many years now. I was surprised to see the title of an article, “ Scientist finds G-spot. Then cuts it out and dissects it for the world to see.” My first thought was, well duh it exists and my second one was, “ I can’t wait to see that youtube video” (and my third was, what the hell did they do with the thing afterwards?).   The first person to declare the G-spot’s existence was of course Ernest Grafenberg, the man who it is named after. I only hope there is a sexual part of the body named after me one day – the N spot?   What makes me…

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Apr
26

2012
Love Story 3

I have been so focused on myself and having my faith restored in marriage that I did not even stop to think about those who do now have the right to marry.   Matt always says he noticed me first, but I beg to differ, I can spot a nice wiggling bottom a mile away. Like many gay boy we met at a club, one both of us had been to many times before, but this time we both would meet someone we wanted to spend the rest of our lives with. Matt says he did all the “hard work” by standing at the juke box looking all cutsie-pie. He says he started talking to me first, but I say I started talking to him first about nothing in particular and soon it was time to leave. The crowd was moving across to the Oxford Hotel so Matt romantically asked me to follow them across by saying “well,…

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Apr
25

2012
Love Story 2

  I suppose when I started this, I should have extended my invite to  stories of people who are you in your life, not just yourself.     I don’t know if this is the sort of thing you’re looking for, but here’s my story.  I had great marriage role-models in both my pairs of grandparents.Both sets were married until my respective grandfathers died at ripe old ages.  My mother’s parents met before WWII in art school, and when my grandfather went into the service, he would send her cartoons he’d drawn through V-mail while he was in Europe.  My mother and her sisters still have some of them framed as art.     My father’s parents met on a blind date set up by her sister and her boyfriend for a double date.  They were married mere months after and had my father almost exactly a year after that.  They were married for 52…

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