Saturday evening, August 5, 1972. Majestic Steam Baths (aka Club Portland), Portland, Oregon. "We've got to start meeting like this!" A naked, bearded man approached Frank in the steam room of Portland's notorious four-story den of depravity. He'd extended his hand. His penis was extended too. "Sorry, I never did get your name." "Oh, hi!" replied Frank with a start. "What a lucky coincidence, running into you again! And a...

In February 2009, I lost my job in the home lending industry. Due to the recent passing of my dear Aunt Deb, however, my financial situation was not immediately dire. With banks and home prices both collapsing, I saw no point sitting around burning cash in search of a job that wouldn't materialize, resolving instead to slash my expenses and stretch Deb’s $23,000 lifetime savings into a lifetime experience honoring her mem...

I had just gotten dumped by a longtime girlfriend a couple weeks before, and I wasn't taking it well. I was frustrated with the world. At this stage of grief even thinking about women pained me, so I guess in my process I started thinking more about sex with men. I'd always been bisexual, and though I leaned more towards women, I regularly had fantasies about men too. Surprisingly, though, not only were my thoughts about...

Which numerical figure to treasure? Is Seven - or Ten? - the best measure? Some call Eight a great number, But nothing is dumber Than ignoring the one that gives pleasure. Still others compete for this vict'ry: Twenty-Three’s the number of myst’ry. Sturdy Three’s never lied, But these two, multiplied Have elated our species through hist’ry. Flipped perspective reveals how element’ry It works both for ladies and for the ge...