Author: Eve Ray

Drowning in Berlin 0

Drowning in Berlin

I had been living in West Berlin for over a year before I discovered how much I enjoyed anal. One evening after a busy night on the streets Danni took me back to her...

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Marion

“Take your clothes off” said Marion. I was so surprised to her this that I complied. Perhaps it was the obedience reflex I had learnt in prison. I put my clothes in a neat...

Women Explain Things To Me 0

Women Explain Things To Me

Or rather they don’t.  They tell me things, they share, they help me to understand things I didn’t know, and need to know. And that is one reason why I am here today. For...

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Les Souliers Verts

I hadn’t been in Montreal long before I met Lynda in a bar. She was, I guessed a bit older than me, a brunette with shoulder length hair, a Quebecoise born and bed with...

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Kosher Kink and Honey Cake

I live in a land of ghosts. I live in the nondescript town of D. in south western Poland that was once the German town of R. The area is actually scenic. Just twenty...

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When Bedford Went to Ottawa

Twitter followers come and go, at least the vast majority that you either don’t know in real life or interact with to any great extent online. I long ago stopped keeping track of who...

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Strap Lines

I was born in 1962. It was well into my lifetime when corporal punishment was abolished in UK schools and some of the things that happened, even as David Bowie was reinventing himself as...

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Out of Body Experiences

Many years ago, in a student bar, a friend asked a strange question. “Why do you have to transport your body when you want to go anywhere?” We laughed. I mean, the answer is...

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In Search of the Zipless Fuck

I suppose I am not much like Erica Jong’s heroine and I doubt I will be any more successful in finding the zipless fuck than she was. Nonetheless reading Fear of Flying some years...