The Last Ark of The Covenent
How to get out of an Abusive Relationship
He wouldn’t talk to me or even look at me, all he did was play pool.
5 Reasons Using Sex to Audition for Wife Won’t Work
Here’s why using sex to audition for wife will fail every time …
Three Bodies
“Sometimes I feel like Peter Pan. But not because I don’t want to grow up. I’m like Peter Pan in that I’m chasing my shadow, only my shadow is my body.” – Lisanne Sartor
The Interactive Mirror Surprise! (Video)
When these women look into an interactive mirror, they are not expecting what is about to happen …
Stop Psychoanalyzing the Abuser, 5 Reasons You Can’t Change Him.
Are you an Asshat? Because I can fix you. If you’re a car, then I’m a mechanic. If you’re a computer, then I’m the Geek Squad. If you’re a porn star, then I’m the fluffer.
How Sex With a Pirate Ruined me Forever!
My first lover was Brandon Birmingham, captain of The Audacious, a merchant ship set for the Orient.
He’d mistaken me for a prostitute and had his way with me before he knew the truth…
Monday Paralysis in Cougar Town
I woke up this morning utterly paralyzed by all of the things I need to do or think I need to do or can’t remember if I need to do or in what order I need to do. Wear my cougar costume.
Do You Worry the Asshat Will Perish Without You?
Suddenly we put on our white hat, brandish our battle saber and charge in on our noble steed to rescue the Asshats them from their very own Asshattery, abandoning ourselves in the process!
Banishing the “Wicked” in Stepmother
She had platinum blond hair worn in an Aqua-Net bouffant, thick black eyeliner and a figure Jayne Mansfield would’ve killed for. At night she peeled her false eyelashes off like she was undressing her face.
10 Things NOT to do on Your Child’s School Field Trip
When the Bossy Docent yells at a child for pulling a pine cone off a tree, yelling, “Leave this land exactly as you found it,” do not whisper to your child’s teacher …
What the Asshats Say to Make You Stay!
In making me feel smaller, The Greek God ensured that I’d never leave because, considering all of my flaws, I believed I was lucky to get him and should just put up with the times he treated me poorly.
Empty Nest = Lame Sex?
It was still summer and the cock blockers were gone. I’d driven them at breakneck speed up to my mom’s in Santa Barbara. It was the first time they’d be away from home and we could have sex in every room of the house.
