Lena Morgan didn’t just seduce women. She stole them. She ruined them. She unmade their husbands and turned them into something less than men—watchdogs chained to the memory…
I never thought of myself as the jealous type. For years, I prided myself on being secure in my relationship with Sophia. Our bond had always been something…
She knew what she was doing, my mistress, Janet. She was always assertive. Dominant. At the beginning of our relationship, I was largely just a booty call for…
It was supposed to be a small gathering of friends. A few drinks and some conversation. My girlfriend Sally has received the invitation, and I was the “plus…
Sam never hid her bisexuality. Although we’d been married and had a monogamous relationship for four years, I still saw her looking at lesbian porn from time to…