In 2011 I wrote a story about Ashley Madison, the site for married people looking to have affairs I went on dates with married men. It was easier and more interesting to talk over e-mail, to dangle the idea of meeting but never do it. That way the men exposed more of themselves and tried to calibrate their sexual energy according to my fear.  On top of that, I could eat previously frozen White Castle sliders while I fucked with their heads and they played with their dicks.
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