All About Love

Columns: Tag – Lonely

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  A Lipstick Lesbian on the Prowl in London

  Meeting girls

  So how the fuck do you meet people in this town? Or any town for that matter! It’s all: ‘Mom, Dad I’m gay!” Then you go striding through that closet door onto pinker pastures and plop … now what? And with whom?

  Continue reading. Posted: April 18 2008. Filed under love, lesbian, london, lonely, xbox, sapphic
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  A Lipstick Lesbian on the Prowl in London

  Coffee girl

  I sell frappacinos to restaurants. It pays better than journalism and I’m in London for a good time, not politics.

  The girl who serves the coffee at one of my new clients in Chancery Lane takes my breath away (literally. As in, I forget to breathe). She’s definitely gay. I’m never wrong. Except that one time when I was wrong about my first “girlfriend”. ("Just because I let you fuck me doesn’t make me gay,” I think is how she put it.)

  Continue reading. Posted: May 02 2008. Filed under love, lesbian, london, lesbians, lonely, coffee
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  A Lipstick Lesbian on the Prowl in London

  Teach me a lesson

  There it was. Perfect. Erect and staring straight at me out of its basket on the floor—

  A bunch of old-fashioned wooden rulers – the kind from the fifties when blotchy-skin nuns used them to smack schoolgirls over their little knuckles. Punishment for saying the Lord’s name in vain.

  Continue reading. Posted: May 16 2008. Filed under love, lesbian, london, fluffy, lonely, heartbreak, astrid, spanking

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