If I do have free time, and I don’t spend it with a man, I feel like I’m going to die. The pain is unbearable. That is completely crazy! It is not normal!! God, what is wrong with me?! http://www.femininecollective.com/winter-of-my-damn-discontent-part-2/ Yigal often said to me, “Are you trying to turn me into a gay guy!” He loved the butt plug, but he was ashamed that he loved it. I explained to Yigal, and the other men, “The anus is not only for gay men to enjoy, but it als

An addict must always keep the object of addiction close at hand. I kept all my lovers close at the ready. I never knew when a dry spell might occur. I was constantly hunting, fishing, and sharpening my weapons. Starvation was never an option. http://www.femininecollective.com/memoirs-legal-courtesan-sexlove-addicts-journey/ Memoirs of a Legal Courtesan is about my zany, fun, sexy, dangerous, lonely, courageous, and painful life of longing, lust, and love. I hope that men and

Little did I know I was on a journey deep into my sex/love addiction, a journey fraught with painful consequences that ended with me remarried, yet being paid to have sex with wealthy men. Yes, I wanted to believe it was legal. They were merely helping a lady who found herself in a difficult situation. http://www.femininecollective.com/memoirs-of-a-legal-courtesan-sex-addict-revealed/ It wasn’t until the death of my mother on July 25, 2011, that my blindness died. After three