My sexting sisterhood
Thanks in part to the virus-induced "human contact recession," columnist Katrina Kent finds herself atop a small sex business she never could have imagined a year ago.
Thanks in part to the virus-induced "human contact recession," columnist Katrina Kent finds herself atop a small sex business she never could have imagined a year ago.
The camera was rolling and I knew it. I was terrified, as if forced into a corner. That's when Jon [...]
When I began writing this column a year ago I had goals you might call neat, if not tidy. I [...]
I'm getting ready to interview a man I hope will have sex with me. He's sweet, or so I'm told, [...]
Even the best of business relationships can take an unexpected turn. It happens more often in the escort business since [...]
Two kinds of people live in shaky Chile, says my photographer Oscar. The first kind yells doomsday after each earthquake, [...]
I hate it when Rambo gets in trouble. Or Rocky Balboa. Yes, I know, they'll get through it, but poor [...]
Some weeks ago I traveled north of any north I’d ever known before. A client had invited me to an [...]
Working as an escort is 80 percent self-promotion and 20 percent action, which leaves plenty of time to consider the charms and wiles of Scarlett O'Hara, writes columnist Katrina Kent.
Isabelle wasn't in the script. In pondering how things would play out with my promise-a-second Paris client, I hadn't anticipated [...]