Insatiable: Porn - A Love Story

If a girl has baby wipes in her house, but no baby—I’d say she will most likely be down to let you put it in her ass. “I

I wondered if there would ever come a time in my life where I wouldn't measure distance by the amount of time it would take for a person to physically come on to me.

This one girl here, Devon, she’s from Detroit. She’s brand-new too. One day I was about to leave to the grocery store, which is like a ten-minute walk away. She asked me to pick up a sandwich for her (which was kind of annoying), so I was like, “Why don’t you come with me?” She was like, “I can’t, ’cause I can’t walk very far.” I was like, “It’s not even ten minutes. Come on, don’t be lazy—if anything it’ll be a mini workout.” She was like, “Ever since I got shot, it hurts when I walk uphill.” (The walk on the way back is pretty much all on an incline.) I asked her why she got shot. I thought . . . Detroit? Ghetto, right? Probably domestic abuse, or a drug-related thing. She goes, “I got in a fight over a parking space, and the guy shot me in both of my knees.

But life is too short to masturbate silently,

It just goes to show you—for every woman you jerk off to, there’s a tired husband/boyfriend/significant other jerking off to some other bitch. October

I think I’ll go to yoga to clear this negative energy before today’s orgy scene. I wanna go in with a positive attitude. November

At twenty years old, I was the youngest one at the dungeon, but not by much. No one was over thirty. The head bitch in charge was Mistress Rox. She had been there for eight years, and was known in the city as one of the meanest, baddest, yet most sensual masters. I’ve seen her shit on a guy. Like, right on his face. There’s no way he didn’t get pinkeye from that. You can’t erase things like that from your memory, no matter how much you want to. It’s like herpes in your brain. It’s forever.