Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

make love in my bed,

and keep sex partners as friends long after the screwing is over,

The next night, my ex introduced me to a tiny jazz club in the East Village.

You're available?

- Want some? - No. All set, thanks.

I'm going to go.

All righty, then. Call you tomorrow.

I just left Silent Y in the bathroom. Apparently the '80s are back.

Excuse me, but is that a hickey?

- You're on the other line? - Yes, I am.

Good thing we weren't hungry.

- Fun! With whom? - Big.

Didn't think I had that groovy jazz club in me, did you?

But you have a choice.

Just like that, Charlotte slammed the door on her and Trey.

Hi! You scared me.

usually involving a guy and a couple of Quaaludes.