bangsandwhimpers

bangsandwhimpers

Welcome to you , dearest reader

You have stumbled upon an almanac encompassing incredible, hilarious and dreadful dalliances spanning ten years and counting

Some are bangs, some are just whimpers: it’s all here in probably way too much detail

Pull up your chaise longue, extend your legs, take off your pants and mix a drink of your choice

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bangs and whimpers

  • The Engineer

    I’m late of course, but I’m going to be even later now. He’d said the bar was next to the hotel which I’m at, but hadn’t given me the address. And there is definitely no bar here. I’m done after… more ›

  • The Record Label Guy..again

    It is Friday night and I’ve had some quite unexpected life changing news. I am still flatsitting, I have cried, like really ugly cried, wailed down the phone to a few people and am pacing about. This morning, my date… more ›

  • All Fours

    It takes me about a week to realise that I am in fact living out the fantasy of the protagonist in the Miranda July novel All Fours. I am living in my friends flat instead of my own house for… more ›

  • The Canadian

    It takes about 24 hours to realise that he is only in town for one more night. I even joke with him that he maybe should have started with that. He agrees. I already have a loose arrangement with another… more ›

  • The Hydropool

    I have been here before many times but never wearing this bathing suit or feeling this horny. It takes me a while to realise that nobody can see if I just slip the crotch of the suit to the side… more ›

  • The Record Label Guy…again

    Oh this is a mistake. In my sexnotes, it even says “never again” But he’s popped up as a suggested friend in my Instagram, and i send a follow request – what do I have to lose? Well, I bottle… more ›

  • The builder

    It is one of the hottest days of the year and I notice the burger first, the way he is holding it. probably a Big Mac although I’ve never had one. we are on a train platform and it looks… more ›

  • Begin again

    I am breaking my celibacy, a long year and a bit without anything, no sexual contact. It should feel less like a chore than it does now I know he’s definitely coming over. But the familiar habit of dressing up… more ›

  • Breast

    I go for a screening, this time in a mobile unit in a car park. It is almost laughable except it isn’t. I am early because there is no waiting room, no screen, no loo to visit first. I open… more ›

  • The Italian

    The photos are unmistakably me; completely naked. I’m on my bed: the covers familiar, the artwork in the background. Definitely my bedroom. One of me from the side: hair tied up, hands covering my face. And then three more explicit… more ›