Hello Fellow Degenerates!
First up… Happy Thanksgiving to those of you in the US who have celebrated this week - friends and family are super important, so I hope you got more than your fair share of them over the past few days so that you can avoid having to see them again for another year!
It’s been a few weeks since I’ve sent out an update on here and I figured since I’ve woken up early this morning, I’d spend a bit of time rambling away you to you lot.
The absence of emails has been largely because I haven’t quite worked out what I want this email list to be just yet.
Originally, I was sending out weekly emails pointing to new stories that I’ve written on Medium and that other authors have published on my Medium publication, Sexual Tendencies.
I’m not entirely sure if that’s a valuable use of your inbox or not.
I think what I’m going to do today is share a small snippet of a story with you and if you’d like me to write the whole story, you can hit the “Like” button on this email or reply to it and tell me in an email response.
I’ll probably toss in a few links down the bottom to some pieces I’ve written that you might also find interesting.
We’ll see how that goes for a while.
DJ and the Famous Escort
A few years ago, I was traveling internationally on business and while I was there, I ended up being invited to an incredibly “wild” party.
The people who attended this VERY private event were some of the “Who’s Who” of this particular region - wealthy businessmen, politicians, socialites, and a bunch of local celebrities.
My invitation came by way of a local high profile investor who I’d met on a previous trip and struck up something of a friendship with. Whenever I’m in his neck of the woods or he’s over my way, we get together for dinner.
He is a bit of a playboy and has a very strong taste for strippers, escorts, and high-grade party stimulants. I don’t mind the strippers and escorts, but I steer well away from booze and drugs.
Having said that, he and I have a good time when we get together anywhere in the world for an evening.
When he found out that I would be in town, he sent me a message about an “A List” private party and said that I needed to attend.
The party was being held in an industrial park on the fringe of the city that had a wide perimeter and off-duty police officers had been hired to provide private security.
There were about 300 people at this event and it was totally debauched.
If you watch the TV show Succession, in one episode during the second season, some of the male characters go to an underground event for a bachelor party - this evening was like that, but grittier.
I was talking to a young lady who told me that she worked in social media for a senior politician. She asked me if I wanted to go somewhere quieter to talk and so I followed her around through a few corridors into an area that was deemed “quiet” for people who were either whacked out and needed a break, or for folks who had just gotten a case of sensory overload.
We turned one corner and she walked into a small room with about six or eight people in it and sitting on a sofa was her boss and he was getting oral from a blonde woman. Everyone else in the room was watching.
She led me out of the room quickly, obviously, the sight of seeing her 60-year-old boss getting head from a young woman was a bit weird for her.
When we got to another room that was quiet, she told me that the woman servicing her boss was a very famous TV news personality.
I found that somewhat ironic, like a living metaphor.
After a few minutes, another woman of about 40 years of age, wandered into the quiet room we were in. The young lady I was chatting to told me that this other woman was a well-known escort in this region with many high profile clients.
She came over and sat on the sofa next to us and just stared, which was kind of unnerving. I said, “Hello” to just try and break the ice.
She then said, “I've heard you two talking, you’re accent is so sexy. Do you guys want to go somewhere and fuck?”
I laughed out loud, “That’s a bit forward, no?”
Things got pretty strange from there…
If you want me to write the rest of this story in a post on Medium, let me know by hitting the like button, or replying to this email and telling me that you want to hear how it ends!
Popular Posts This Week
I wrote a couple of things this past week or so that have been pretty well received, so if you’ve missed them, this is your chance to go back and check them out.
In this piece, I talk about what sex addiction really is, what being a sex addict feels like, how sex addicts think about sex, and I discuss a little bit about the “darkness” of this disorder.
This piece has been pretty popular with literally thousands of people having read it in the week since it’s been published.
A Day In The Life Of A Sex Addict
A couple of days later, after receiving a few questions about what it’s like to have this addiction and people asking how you can continue to have sex, but have your “addiction under control”, I decided to write about what it’s actually like through my eyes when I’m struggling with control.
Again, this was a pretty popular piece and, if I do say so myself, somewhat enlightening on the topic.
I Pulled Out And She Got Angry
This is a story about a “friend with benefits” relationship that I’d developed about twenty years ago and how things changed between us over time as her primary relationship changed.
Good feedback on this one from people who read it.
I wrote and published this story on Friday afternoon. My wife and I were chatting about our plans for Saturday evening and she made a note that we needed to be home a bit early.
The reason? We have a regular sex date planned for every Saturday night. Despite having sex two or three other times a week, we have a “maintenance sex” date every week that we adhere to.
Find out more about maintenance sex in this article.
Well, that’s it then for the week…
Let me know what you think of this new format or if there’s something else you’d like to see or have me write about.
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Talk To You Soon,
DJ.