Category: The Great Hall of TMI – Must be 18 to enter!

  • A series of related events led to this post

    Event 1: Well, the porn sites in Missouri did not like the recent restrictions requiring that people give proof of age. As a result, any visit to any site, no matter how female-friendly, ethical, or plot-driven, is blocked by a message that until things change in Missouri, no porn will play in your state, no…

  • TWIL: I am mature, but not a mature adult

    I spent yesterday fixing the 800+ dead links on this site. There are some videos I need to track down but on the whole I think everything is back to normal. Well. Two things wrong with that sentence. A) “normal”, obviously, and B) “everything”. Three images are missing. You’d think I could get them from…

  • Doing it wrong

    Here is another story that proves the adage “Rich people talk about sex the way poor people talk about money.” Of course, that’s a blanket statement. But I’ve certainly seen instances of it, even in my middle class life, even listening to what passes for dinner table conversation at Mom’s mid to upper middle class…

  • TWIL: What a vaginal rejuvenation is

    It seemed like something a 45-year-old divorcee with two kids would get after her husband left her for a 22-year-old. I thought it was to repair an overstretched pelvic floor, and then maybe add some labia liposuction, and finally re-pinkify the parts down there, somehow. (No vajazzling, though.) I was wrong. It can be those…

  • My Secret

    Someone at work was skeptical that I could ever marry again if Gary left me. “How odd,” I thought, with my 62-year-old raisin brain. “Why does she think I would have trouble finding a new spouse? Perhaps she’s only encountered those men who shy away from commitment.” Back in the day I never knew a…

  • Medical advice from my husband

    In an effort to waste yet another Saturday, I was scanning through old texts and found a message from Gary from last October. Evidently he wanted to express some reservations he had that I was entertaining myself on the side, with an emphasis on the root word “enter”, as it were. He was fine that…

  • Trivia Auction

    Last weekend Friend 4 needed a tenth at a table for a fundraising trivia night. Driving in, I thought, “You don’t know these other people. Don’t say anything dirty. You’d just embarrass yourself [and Friend 4].” I found Friend 4 standing by the silent auction baskets. “It’s all stuff for families,” I complained. She said…

  • In Which I continue the journey of self-discovery I began at eleven years old

    I recently wondered if I have any buried lesbian inclinations. Any at all. Because I am soooo cis-hetero-monogamous I bore myself. I doubted I was all that much if a lesbian because if I watch any woman-centric ethically sourced adult videos, and I encounter any preliminary lesbian scenes, I just fast-forward, because if Mr. Bouncy…

  • Man Breast Equivalent

    Here’s what I thought about yesterday morning. Women have breasts. If you have them you know. They catch a lot of attention. Even when you are older, and you aren’t as inclined to ratchet them up, they’ll still encounter a fixed stare. Or you’ll sense someone tall behind your shoulder and your hand will instinctively…

  • A Spot

    Just skip this if you are tired of my distasteful interest in sex. =============== Hot Matron Summer continues but with a twist: this summer seems to have a strong educational element. I am spending less time in the skin of a 20-year-old man, and more in the skin of an 11-year-old me. At 11 I…