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.
Thanks for publishing this. Now, I'm reminded that it's OK to be horny, and what it's like to giggle AND be sexually aroused, all at once. Thanks, Jefferson!
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Thanks for publishing this. Now, I'm reminded that it's OK to be horny, and what it's like to giggle AND be sexually aroused, all at once. Thanks, Jefferson!
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