If I had to pick one word to describe my personality, it would be sentimental. And while I'm sentimental about things and places as most people are, I'm fiercely sentimental about people. I don't give up on or cut people from my life at all, regardless of how much of a negative impact they might... Continue Reading →


Unconditional love

So on the flipside of me having fun, I've also been dealing with a lot of emotional baggage. I'm still going through a break-up and sometimes I feel like I'm also going through a reconciliation. I've spent a lot of time emailing, talking to and skyping Mark over the past few weeks. That's his name... Continue Reading →

Back in the saddle

I've been on five dates since I became single. I’m not sure if that is a large number or not. Part of me feels that it is, but part of me is comforted by the fact that I didn’t have sexy time with all of them. All of my dates have been with spectacularly different... Continue Reading →

The friend zone

Playing with friends: weird and uncomfortable or doable? I had someone tell me that playing with a friend is a big no-no. From a safety and trust perspective, it seems fine, but from a feeling and relationship perspective, is it a wise thing to do? So I have a friend that I'm considering doing some things with. He... Continue Reading →


Last night I went to my second masquerade party. I went to sleep at 5:30am so I must have had a decent time. At one point there were five of us in the car and one person in the trunk and it seemed like the funniest thing ever. I'm guessing that was thanks to Mr... Continue Reading →


Hello, my name is subtle. I'm single, *probably* a slave, a little confused about why I'm on this planet and more importantly, I'm 37 and still can't talk about sex without giggling like a prepubescent teenager. But somehow I've been blogging, essentially about sex, for ten years like I'm an old hand and 'been there, done that'.... Continue Reading →

Pretty Woman

Do you know what is the first thing I do when I end a relationship? I go and buy lingerie. I’m sure there is some deeply Freudian reason behind why I can trace the history of my relationships through my underwear drawer, but my gut feeling is that I equate my looks with my self-worth... Continue Reading →


I've been a free woman for about a month now and in a word I've been...busy. Busy living life. Busy doing things I haven't done for years. Busy enjoying a lifestyle that I thought I would never have a chance to experience. There have been things that I've wanted to talk about here, but I've... Continue Reading →

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