
Back to the apocalypse at the San Francisco Fetish Ball
You know when Carmina Burana starts playing that scary things are about to happen. “Fate is against me/In health and virtue/Driven on and weighted down/Always […]
You know when Carmina Burana starts playing that scary things are about to happen. “Fate is against me/In health and virtue/Driven on and weighted down/Always […]
Suite number of the party at which Satine Phoenix was naked: 211
Temperature of that room, in fahrenheit degrees: 102
Because I am the coolest person you know, I knew that my trip yesterday to the Orange County headquarters and warehouse of hardcore adult products […]
Last week I went to the launch party for Julie Simone’s Hollywood-gone-right casting couch movie Audition. The event was at Bar 107 downtown, and in […]
You must understand that everyone in San Francisco lives in a leatherclad BDSM relationship, if not with each other, then at least with traffic on the 101, so exchanges like this are as commonplace up there as Middle-Americans’ disputes over corn silage.
“…this movie is a far cry from ‘Jamie’s Cryin,” but thoughtful couples may want to reach down between their legs and ease the seat back regardless.”
I got the feeling that, like “transsexual,” the double penetration was open to interpretation.
“Other foot fetish sites are so goddamn pedestrian,” they did not say.
“Sometimes the most extreme thing is what is actually exciting,” he said, “because people get burned out on the rest.”
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