"And when we’d fuck I’d climb on top of him and ride the art of his cock as hard as I could, wishing I was his guitar and not some fucked...

I've talked before about waiting too long to write about an idea. This has happened to me a few times before, and I'm sure other writers...

...Of course I have socks with Edvard Munch's The Scream printed on them. I purchased this disturbing footwear (pre-pandemic) from the...