A few days ago, a suburban mother came to the city to see what all the fuss was about. When she returned home, she dropped me a line.
Fuck me skirt: $75
Jefferson's Reserve Bourbon: $45
Train ride: $23
Cab fare: $30
Being Fucked by Jefferson: PRICELESS
The bourbon goes down as smooth as a Connecticut lady.
The life of a parent, and pervert, in New York City.
When told by my wife that our fifteen-year relationship was over, I found that everything in my life was upended. I took solace when friends and family pointed out I was no longer responsible for her personal happiness, just my own—and that of my four children.
I went into marriage as a bisexual kid, suspicious of monogamy. I was a good husband, and played by the rules. Now I'm single again, and wondering if I didn't have it right back then.
This blog picks up my new life in progress—the life of a parent, and pervert, in New York City.
Photograph by Adrian Buckmaster Photography. New York, NY. July 5, 2015.
(c) 2004-2019. This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 2.5 License.
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I went into marriage as a bisexual kid, suspicious of monogamy. I was a good husband, and played by the rules. Now I'm single again, and wondering if I didn't have it right back then.
This blog picks up my new life in progress—the life of a parent, and pervert, in New York City.
Photograph by Adrian Buckmaster Photography. New York, NY. July 5, 2015.
(c) 2004-2019. This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 2.5 License.
Jefferson
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3 comments:
After a week..that's it? I'm tuning in for all the great stories. Your fans want more.
Suburban? Mother? Train ride? This doesn't sound like me at all!
Elbee, some details have been changed to protect the fact that this post is not about you.
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