Here are a few more diamonds in the rough of Smile, Hon, You're in Baltimore's forthcoming sex issue:
"I'm filleted out of my clothes, my back to the wall..."
"I had a hard time explaining my situation to her. I stumbled around for a bit, until Frank, god bless him, yells out, 'His dick is broke!'..."
"It was glaringly clear that I would never stop feeling embarrassed until my voyeur died..."
"Predictably, we also come up with a safe-word – I usually recommend 'red', as it is short, can be mumbled with a ball-gag in place and tends not to be something one says casually that often in conversation..."