Category Archives: The Sex Diaries

A Sapphire Blue Sydney Sky

“We’re going to stick it where the sun don’t shine.” That’s not actually what he said. It’s just what I imagined he was thinking. I blame such crassness on several days of ‘low residue white food’ diet followed by 24 hours of … Continue reading

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The Curse

I am thirteen years old. I have just discovered blood in my underwear. I have heard the horror stories. I have witnessed the distress in the girls’ toilets. I know this is a curse. I know that now I should not touch pickles, wash … Continue reading

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Sex Medicine

My mother had just thrown a handful of spaghetti into a pot of boiling water when she casually asked, “Are you using sex medicine?” “Sorry?” I said, thinking I must have misheard.  I was setting the table for lunch; a … Continue reading

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