Category Archives: RIP
Highs and lows
This week has been marked by a series of highs and lows. One evening spent in the company of Moriarty and my closest female friend, both of whom know about this blog and yet still talk to me. We sat … Continue reading
The end of the affair(s) – part three
I have not written much about the female friend. She was first and foremost a friend. And so I felt uncomfortable writing about our relationship. However, as the title of this post suggests, even that friendship is over. This is … Continue reading
The end of the affair(s) – part two
Closure is important, I suppose. So when my Italian lover contacted me on Skype recently, that is what I gave him. Closure. We have not seen one another since saying goodbye at the airport after our second Scotland trip together … Continue reading
Manners or RIP – the German lawyer
WARNING: this post does not contain any erotic writing. So last night’s encounter with the German lawyer was a disaster. First, he was late in calling to arrange to meet. I had just taken the first few sips of white … Continue reading
RIP – the Italian
It started just over a year ago, on an Easyjet flight to Italy. I had been up late the night before, a visit from older lover followed by a drinking session with three male friends, including the horny American. Needless … Continue reading
The German lawyer
I’m going to start with my most recent experience. Fresh out of the shower, having washed off his scent from last night, it seems only appropriate to write about him. We met about two weeks ago, in a bar. I … Continue reading
