My First Bodysex Experience

My First Bodysex Experience

When I arrived at Menla Center that Friday afternoon, I was tired yet excited. I drove all the way down from Quebec—a seven-hour straight drive to Upstate New York. For the first time, I crossed the frontier alone behind the wheel. “Is this your vehicle, Ma’am,” asked...
Perfect Day

Perfect Day

Art by Betty Dodson Faces are obscured by the sun setting behind them. But still, I can clearly distinguish silhouettes and curves lovingly caressed by the golden hour of the fading day. Four women stand right in front of me. Slowly moving, the waterline licks their...