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Public option was/is a politically expedient stepping stone to single payer.

Public option was/is a politically expedient stepping stone to single payer. It isn’t a dumb idea. It’s smart politics. When you don’t have the votes for radical change, you keep the ball rolling. That’s fucking progress. It turns out, they didn’t even have the votes for the public option, but somehow the votes for

“You’re going to feel a little prick”

This story is both graphic and Magary-esque. Those of you who know what I’m talking about have been warned.

Sorry that my failed one night stand was told with such subtle humor that it failed to land for you specifically. Thanks for the tip.

This happened on a business trip to Chicago I was on with a coworker who was also my frienemy. My coworker was a brilliant and hilarious chick, we often had really great times because she was a hell of a drinking buddy… but the second an attractive man entered into our equation, it brought out the worst in us. I’m

I hooked up in the camp where they filmed Heavyweights, so don’t even try to impress me.

And they looked like hams, but differently. It’s hard to explain.

Fucked a guy in a field who was wearing a fox tail on the last night of a pagan festival in Texas. Spent 30 minutes looking for my $50 bra (seriously, wtf was I doing wearing an expensive bra to a pagan festival?!), only to walk back to camp and find it was wrapped around my leg the whole time. Never saw him again. 

I’m back in my home town for a visit. Fire up one of the adult friend-finder apps, as you do, and see someone drop-dead gorgeous. He’s in town because he’s on the crew of a TV series. A little taller than me, but built like a fireplug, with a great face, and a beard I want to stroke for days. We meet up, then head

I’d been fairly brutally dumped after a 12 year relationship and my general feelings of self worth and sexual allure were at an all-time low. After the requisite drunken support from my very excellent friends it was time to venture into online dating. Having spent all my twenties in a relationship, casual sex was an

It was Thanksgiving Eve, I was 21, nursing my drink in a booth at the lesbian bar when this older, extremely butch woman asks if she can sit down. Somehow the conversation turns toward BDSM, which I had been curious about, but never actually tried... anyway, she’s a good conversationalist, I’m tipsy, next thing we’re

This was in Portland, Oregon, about 12 years ago. A friend of mine at the time hosted an annual “Heroes and Villains” themed bar-crawl to raise funds for a local youth center. All the heroes were to meet at one bar, villains at another. After a few bars, both camps would meet in one of the city squares and have a

This line slayed me. I am slewn.

I had a huge crush on this very eccentric, incredibly handsome guy a couple of years above me at my Oxbridge college. One of those crushes that’s almost reverent, you know? Because he was two years above me, he left after my first year and nothing ever happened beyond my pining from afar. But then, at the end of my

Oh, he wasn’t trying to get out of wearing a condom. The vibe I got was more that he was being cautious. Being on the pill is pretty common; I think he’d have been fine if I’d said I wasn’t on the pill due to an allergy etc. And prior to starting to make out we had briefly discussed sexual history/STD testing, so

I know some people who take the recommendation of using two methods of contraception very, very seriously.

A few years back I moved to small town in western NY to be closer to family and, bored as hell, started using tinder. At one point I matched with a local librarian close to my age and after chatting for a week she invited me to come over.

What? Why would she be pissed? I’d offer to film you guys and make you pancakes afterward if you wanted!

Your friend is lame for being pissed at you for having spectacular post-breakup sex! Get it, girl!!