Mélanie Berliet
I adore the following, in no particular order: knee-high tube socks, acrostic poetry, and my little brother. Click here to learn more!
My Boyfriend Told Me He Could “Feel My Pubes” During Sex
I run through the list of possible alternatives: I can feel your moods? foods? cubes? nudes? glutes? The latter might make sense, but only if we were in the reverse cowgirl position. We aren’t.
What Happened When I Went Undercover With Three Plastic Surgeons
“Even if I were a blind guy and put my hands here”—he seizes my sides—“there are little lumps.”
An Unexpected Lesson In The Aftermath Of Moregasm Class
Spontaneity is rare, and impossible to replicate.
10 Desperate Letters I Wrote From Sleepaway Camp And The Separation Anxiety I Still Can’t Shake
At the age of 12, I begged my parents to send me to sleepaway camp. They complied, and I ended up at a place with a Native American-y name about three hours away from our home in Connecticut for a two-week stretch. Aside from being so miserable that I considered alleging sexual abuse by a counselor to convince my parents to collect me, a few things stood out.
Which Comes First: The Will To Commit Or The Right Person?
To be clear, I am all for random, safe sex and all forms of sexual experimentation. But for whatever biological, psychological, environmental, or spiritual reasons, I believe that a lot of us experience a desire transformation at a certain stage.
The Five Baby Craziest Things I’ve Done Recently
For a long time, my foremost goal was to be a mom.
Desperately Seeking Sugar Daddies
To overcome my reservations about walking the line between dating and prostitution, I told myself that any such concerns were the result of societal conditioning.
How To Date A Divorced Guy, And Why It’s Worthwhile
What some call baggage, others call vital experience.