By Betty
Theresa says I should keep writing, that I have a distinctive style like no other and she enjoys the read.
Thank you, and well, that’s what I need to hear, a little encouragement goes a long, long way on most days. Just a little goes. I’m reminded of that Dixie Chicks song where they say […]

So, just what is “erotic art” anyway? That’s a very Betty-kind-of question to ask.
Why do I care? Now ISO (in search of . . . y-e-a-h . . . (I’m practicing saying “y-e-a-h” like Timberland, says on SexyBack) outstanding erotic art to show at the Good Vibes store on Polk Street.
Having now visited all three […]

“Booooooooop! . . . Are you gay?” It is impossible to hear those words without a particular smile happening. There’s no way not to . . . smile, that is . . . or laugh, even.
“. . . Are you gay? Are you gay? . . . Pick up the phone. Evil. You […]

Go put on that song where Angela Lansbury sings or if you prefer, the Celine and Peabo version . . .
This blog entry is one more about being a practicing . . . blogger, learning how to write about, talk about, think about . . . sex . . . and about acknowledging sexual energy. […]