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At the dinner table tonight: Boyfriend, Bike Boy, the roommate of Boyfriend's crush (neither the roommate nor the crush know that I'm sleeping with Bike Boy), and me. Boyfriend cooked dinner, incredible from-scratch Japanese food, and afterwards we all watched a movie together. I have an agreement with Bike Boy that we not flirt openly, and tonight this meant that I was almost too overwhelmed with desire to even look him in the eyes. He texted me today that he bought a toy of some sort (it's a surprise)

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I was up early the way I do. Bike Boy had spent the night after a wicked-fun election party, and at some point he woke up and came to sit next to me at the computer. There was something in his face...

We were in bed with our clothes off. He asked me to masturbate for him, and I was able to get three fingers into my ass while he played with my clit and watched. He told me to lie on my stomach, and bound my arms behind my back with his belt. He put a fingertip into my ass, slowly, gently.

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I know that dating a vanilla person is not something that everyone in the BDSM world feels themselves capable of doing, and I respect that. In my case, by the time Boyfriend and I got around to talking openly about our sexual interests, I had fallen for him strongly enough that I couldn't imagine breaking up with him solely because our kinks were different. And you know what? I'm glad I didn't. I hadn't had vanilla sex since high school, and Boyfriend has shown me that it can be incredibly, delightfully

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First porn: I was 13. I was sleeping over at my grandma's house. Her guest room was filled with books, an entire wall of books, books on the bed headboard, books in the adjoining room. I discovered a 1970s copy of The Joy of Sex and was awake until the wee hours of the morning, looking at the hand-drawn pictures of long-haired men and unshaven women copulating in all manner of ways. It was scientific fascination until I got to the page on bondage. That image of a woman bound (spread-eagled, says

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I am a perfectionist. I will write and rewrite sentences, paragraphs, entire posts - again and again until each word is just so. Sometimes I'll write an entire post and then delete the whole thing because it's not expressing what I actually want to communicate.

My job is all about communication. I like to think I'm a good speaker and listener. I have been told I'm a good speaker and listener. While I have also been told I'm a good writer, it doesn't come as easily to me... unless

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