Okay, it’s over. You’ve finally decided to call it quits and whether you dumped your lover, or vice versa, there are still chances for some really great, albeit empty, ex sex.

To be honest, I don’t buy the old adage that sex with your ex is a bad idea - all the time. Hey, we all have needs and what a better way to fulfill them than with someone you know, sort of like, and know there will be no chance of post-sex relationship talk. Think of an ex as a readymade - an easy access to release - pure sugar, all calories and indulging too much will rot your teeth. In the meantime, sometimes an old fuck is a good fuck, eh, well a decent fuck.

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Dispatch #6
Escort Me To The Egress…
aka THE BIG SECRET

Julia Roberts and all the hookers with a heart of gold be damned. I am going to tell a very UN-fairytale-like story of being an escort, as a college student, and how the truth is so much worse than fiction.

Most girls of the 70’s grew up with some kind of fucked up abuse and bizarre home life. In the confusion of this, the sexual revolution was waning and the ME generation (aka our parents) were finishing up their swinging parties and cocktails, espousing strange idioms from est, primal scream and other modes of “therapy”. The dirty little secret was that the daughters of this era were getting mixed messages, often blending in with sexual abuse of some sort. Yeah, man, we were primed for sex - we wanted to fuck no matter what; it was our god given right. We were well groomed, the lot of us, for sex in the 80’s and 90’s that was sometimes destructive, and in that destruction was a strange sense of power.

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