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A Debby Downer of a Story

Hey friends, I’m giving away a few calendars to people who have subscribed to my blog for a year or longer. If that is you, DM me your address and I’ll Red-Rover it right over. (To my ESL readers, this is a reference to a childhood game)


CW: cancer, molestation, sexual harassment

Note: I call my aunts “tias”, my maternal grandpa is my abuelo


This week really smacked me in my metaphorical nuts in a way that was not at all consensual or arousing. ...

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Post Tomorrow

Hey y’all. I’ve been going through a family emergency and haven’t had the mental energy to write this week, but I’ve been taking time and I’ll have something for you tomorrow. Until then~

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Getting Topped By Mr. Robinson

Every day I wake up, look myself in the mirror, point at my reflection and shout, “YOU’RE A TOP, GODDAMN IT!” I slap my own face to make sure I really drive the point home. I sign my checks “Top Zaddy,” and my screen name is always “NumberOneTop4Lyfe,” and yet… I have recently bottomed. You may be asking, “Selena, how can you be a top when you’re a dick deposit box?” I’m glad you asked. While my sheath houses many swords, I believe topping is a matter of attitude and d...

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Post on Sunday

Hey y’all, taking a short holiday rest, I will post on Sunday. A shorter post, but a post nonetheless lol. Happy Kwanzaa 💛

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Erotica Pt. 2: Good Things Come To Those Who Wait


Nasir returned with two shot glasses and a bottle of tequila.

“Perfect!” Leila declared, reaching for a glass.

“God, that bad?” Nasir asked, his eyebrows pursing slightly.

“No, it’s not that.” Leila said, shaking her head.

Get ahold of yourself. You’re running this show. Leila inhaled deeply and took the shot. She was ready. She’d handled hundreds of men at this point. She could handle him. Step one: break the touch barrier. Nasir ...

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New Erotica: Wanting Pt. 1


Leila checked her ad on Tryst. She knew how to advertise herself, but the issue was not her work so much as the market. There was only a sprinkling of viable daddies at any given time, and sometimes she felt as if she’d gone through every single one. She checked her messages, filtering through a number of “hey babe” deadends; a few from men too elderly for a long term arrangement; and a few from men who seemed to be fishing for a drawn out conversation, rather than an actual ...

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The Sex Sensei

I don’t know if the burden of stigma ever completely lifts, but I’ve found it’s gotten lighter with my transition to full service sex work. For a while, the issue was my partners’ comfort with the idea. For one of them, it was an issue of masculinity. What would it say about him, as a man, if I could be bought? Of course, there’s no “buying” me, there’s only renting time with a very specially tailored version of me. It’s not the Selena who sometimes wears a mustache, or who ...

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To Ploweth Mine Field

I welcomed a new possible regular into my vulva this week. It’s like birth, but the opposite. A new life has slid up into mine cheeks. Incredibly, he was one of the people I’d met via What’s Your Price. I’d expected that site to be a crapshoot after the number of dead end conversations I’d had with men who couldn’t afford my rates, or who imagined the site might be a valid means of actually meeting a human *woman* looking for a date. Admittedly, there are plenty of people who are ...

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Through The Grapevine

It’s been a very eventful few weeks. I’ve felt fifteen minutes behind and like I’m forgetting something. To be fair, I have been a day or two behind on several deadlines *ahem*, and I have definitely forgotten to add important dates to my iCal. I’m a very busy fae, and usually I enjoy the diversion, but I’ve also been in an emotional rut. I hadn’t had enough time to pick apart what was going on until Friday morning, when I had my second session with a new therapist. It’s the fir...

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Will post tomorrow

So much going on, but I will be posting tomorrow!

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Loss of Love

I’m beginning this entry on 11/11, thinking about wishes. If I had one wish right now, it might be to skip ahead through to the end of the pandemic. But that idea is abstract. Who might I unwittingly lose and not realize until it’s too late? How many deaths would I be skipping through, without allowing for mourners to mourn and show their respect? A better wish would be for an end to the pandemic without further casualties. That one is altruistic. My personal discomfort shouldn’t be the...

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Seeking and Finding an Arrangement



As I’m writing this, I’ve been struggling to think about anything other than the election, but it’s not as though life has stopped. It’s plowed forward even as Nevada’s vote counting has come to a screeching halt.


I gave up on What’s Your Price after a series of dead ends. I had spoken to so many men who eventually balked at my price or who rushed me and lost interest after I wasn’t willing to meet up with them at a moment’s notice. I kn...

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Beyond the Veil

I began my day with a reading courtesy of one of my friends from elementary school. We were two of the three black people in our class. Our dads became friends, so we ended up spending a lot of time together, until her dad confronted my dad about his trademark absentee parenting style. It had been a decade since we were last in the same room, but social media brought us together in recent years, and we’ve been keeping up with each other from afar via IG.


I don’t know if i...

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Uncensored Pics 💦

Hey, my final Rahi episode will come tomorrow. I’m running a little behind and need to quality control. So here are some sexy pics for right now 😘

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Birthday Reflections, and a Tiny Tease

There’s nothing like a birthday to make one take a deep retrospective dive of self-assessment. I don’t know why, but this birthday has been particularly present in my mind for months prior to this moment. It’s the approaching close to the beautiful time of endless possibilities known as my twenties. I have two more glorious years before I hit thirty, and begin to deal with a whole new slew of oppressive societal pressures around my aging feminized form.


But simultaneou...

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Post Monday

Hey y’all,

Tomorrow is my birthday and I’m taking today and tomorrow to enjoy celebrating my 28th revolution around the sun. I have a story I will post on Monday with some updates, reflections, and discussions about my asshole. Thank you for your love and patience 🙏🏽💕


~s

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Ask Me For Anything

It’s been lovely taking a tiny break from being buried in my iPhone, responding to group messages, DM’s, and emails for a few days to enjoy some time in nature, getting dirty without worrying about how I look, the amount of hair on my body, or whether or not I smell disgusting. I spent time in the Joshua Tree desert hiking around, searching for an indigenous tortoise that evaded me. I was delighted to encounter a big horned sheep during one hike. Hassan and I weren’t sure if it would ch...

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What’s Your Price?

Evan came into town, which meant I did my best to halt my endless onslaught of work. It’s very hard for me to stop working. I’ve internalized too much capitalism, too much scarcity even when I’m fine, too much pressure to be constantly making money.

I took a money relationship quiz *that was definitely an ad for some bank* and was told that my money psychology is that of the stockpiler. I’m a scrappy deal finder. Obsessive saver. Worrier over not-at-all-concerning balances. I d...

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Very Sapphic Erotica: When Cleo Met Marissa

It wasn’t any one thing about her, it was everything. Her smile, the way she blatantly disregarded anything said by a man. The way her eyes glazed over until a woman spoke up, and then she was all ears. I met her at a DSA birthday party. I hadn’t intended to make friends, but there I was, holding court. I was the new face in the group and everyone was curious how I’d ended up at this niche socialist apartment party. She wore a loose fitting hawaiian shirt with the top buttons opened to ...

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GKM’s Middle Class Feelings

There’s something that I’ve been realizing lately, and that is that many rich people don’t realize they’re rich. They mask their wealth under words like “comfortable” and “doing well for now,” but at their core, they have a nagging sense of precariousness. They’re one wrong move away from “losing it all,” which usually isn’t the case. Most of the time they have other rich relatives; land or properties they own as passive income; or some degree of savings should “the ...

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To Evan With Love

I don’t remember exactly what my intentions were for Evan. The first time we met, I was doing my best to abide by the monogamish rules of my relationship. On the way out of our dance, he had asked if I ever saw clients outside of the club. I could tell he wasn’t the kind who was willing to pay my outcall rate, so I’d brushed him off and lied about only working in the club. I hadn’t expected to see him again, but when I did six months later it was a pleasant surprise. My relationship r...

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Tantric Healing With Rahi: Orgasm Edition

I took a few weeks after my last session with Rahi before scheduling the third round. It was a combination of busyness, grappling with long distance relationship problems, and sorting through my feelings of abandonment. My high minded self knew I was projecting a number of insecurities onto Rahi, who had done nothing wrong. I had transferred the pain and anguish I felt in my romantic relationship onto Rahi. I could see it all happening internally, and I was aware that the transference was not...

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Tantric Healing With Rahi - Round 2

The second tantra session fell in the middle of the peak of my ovulation cycle. It hadn’t been intentional, it was just the next day Rahi and I were both available. I was alert and a little on edge with my own sexual arousal energy. I’ve mentioned how intense my periods are, but I haven’t gone into as much detail about the intensity of my ovulation. My body goes into hypersexual overdrive. Every glance is an opportunity, every touch could go further. I used to be able to get it out when...

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New Post Sunday

Hi y’all,


I’ve bitten off more than I can chew this week and while I’d expected to be up into the evening typing away at my laptop about my Tantra Adventures, instead I will be entertaining GKM. Sorry for the delay! I promise I will have a juicy new story for y’all as soon as I get some free time. Until then, here are two pictures of me enjoying nature.


Thank you all for subscribing. Hope you’re enjoying the podcast, and my writing, and the IG conte...

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Mini Post - Longer Post To Come

I think I’ve hit an exhaustion wall with regard to my sex work. Maybe it’s burnout. I’m amazed it’s taken five months to get to this point, but here I am, quite fatigued seeing the same two or three customers every week. I am everyone’s dissatisfied “girlfriend”. Recently GKM asked me if I was emotionally available. It was clearly a pointed question—he wanted to know if he had a chance at my heart. It’s a complicated question because he is kinda a supervillain. He’s the pl...

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Bella Thorne’s OnlyFans Fiasco - An Essay

The backlash following Bella Thorne’s creation of an OnlyFans account was more or less immediate. I along with other sex work activists immediately took to social media to express my outrage over this clumsy experiment in privilege. Due to the closure of in-person sex work establishments such as strip clubs, massage parlors, and brothels due to Covid-19, there has been a mass migration from IRL to URL. The camming industry, and by extension OnlyFans, saw an unprecedented influx of new users...

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Post coming tomorrow

Hi everyone!

I’m working on an article, and feel like I’m slogging through mud, but fear not (not that you were scared lol). But I will be posting another full entry tomorrow. It’s been another hectic week of surreal viral “success”. I wish that algorithms appreciated level headed discourse, but that’s not how this shit show works. It’s all about polemics and controversy, and I am once again, stirring the pot. I am grateful that talking pop culture gives me an opportunity ...

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Tantric Healing With Rahi: Pt 2

Session 1: CW I don’t get into any of the fun stuff, this is a platonic session, so if you’re just waiting for the pelvic work, you’ve gotta wait a little longer.


Rahi told me to show up in yoga clothes-- something lightweight and easy to move in. For the first session I would remain fully clothed. Rahi works out of one of the LA Jewish neighborhoods. I pulled up to his building as two young Hasidic mothers walked side by side with strollers, their hair concealed under ...

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Tantric Healing With Rahi: Pt 1

Finding sex work as a person with a vulva is always tricky. The words that cishet men use to search for sexual services are well integrated into our vocabulary. They can search for a “happy ending massage” or “escort services” and come up with useful search results, but when I’ve tried the same, I’ve found the results less than useful for my preferences. It’s easy to find a “woman” who works with penises, but it’s a lot harder to find one who has experience with pleasuring...

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B&W Pics

So I am taking a day to decompress from this fucking ridiculous week. Here are some pics. I’m working on some writing for tomorrow. Much love and welcome to all the newcomers! Hope you’re enjoying the stories and thank you for supporting me.

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