Posts Tagged ‘seduction’
by hannah
February 19th, 2010
I get an email the other day: I was sitting in a bar two nights ago and this very cute, somewhat drunk boy I was talking to invited me to his place to…listen to Eric Clapton. I bought him a drink but I didn’t take him up on the offer. What’s a cougar to do?
Ummm…take a pack of condoms everywhere you go. Seriously, what’s a cougar to not do. I’ve been doing a lot of thinking about this lately (hence the recent poll) and as far as I’m concerned, if you’re a cougar you have it all. You’re old enough to take care of yourself, and experienced enough to know exactly what you like in the sack. And the best part, you feel no pressure to get married or have kids because you’ve been there and done that. Relationships are suddenly not complicated because they don’t have to go anywhere, and there is a sea of eligible bachelors dying for a no-strings-attached rendezvous. Being a cougar is like getting to relive your twenties the way you always wanted to. So my advice to you: go ahead and be a slut. I’m so jealous.
p.s. more questions always welcome:)
by hannah
December 31st, 2009
I am going to seduce my boyfriend.
We’re supposed to go to this glossy New Year’s Eve Party at the Beverly Hills hotel my boyfriend manages. He’s supposed to pick me up at seven. It’s six twenty-three. I’m not planning on getting dressed. I lift my vodka cocktail off the bathroom counter and take a sip.
Tensions have been running high in our relationship. This is nothing new. After five and a half years together, no more than five months have ever gone by without some kind of drama, incident, or break-up. But we are going to make it. We’ve been together way too long to not make it. I fidget with my garter belt, trying to figure out what’s supposed to sit left, right, and center.
I need us to make it. I’m done fucking around. I’m twenty-eight and I don’t want to be single.
And I do not want to be like my older sister who has no direction or aspiration. And never wakes up before noon. And devotes all her affections to three birds and a cat. I unroll each thigh-high and try to attach the hooks evenly. I take another sip of my cocktail.
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by hannah
August 21st, 2007
Sex, Life, & Hannah::Volume 1, Winter Season (Chapter 1)
CHAPTER 1: NEW YEAR’S EX.
I am going to seduce my boyfriend.
We’re supposed to go to this glossy New Year’s Eve Party at the Beverly Hills hotel my boyfriend manages. He’s supposed to pick me up at seven. It’s six twenty-three. I’m not planning on getting dressed. I lift my vodka cocktail off the bathroom counter and take a sip.
Tensions have been running high in our relationship. This is nothing new. After five and a half years together, no more than five months have ever gone by without some kind of drama, incident, or break-up. But we are going to make it. We’ve been together way too long to not make it. I fidget with my garter belt, trying to figure out what’s supposed to sit left, right, and center.
