Say My Name, Say My Name...

“…What was your name again?” For once, I want to know. For once, I don’t worry I’ll forget.

The girl’s good humor returns. My heart beats faster. She grins, and my heart pounds harder. “Oh but, baby, don’t you remember my name? You were screaming it a few weeks ago.”

My stomach lurches. Had I hooked up with her and forgotten? 

No.

Fuck no.

There is no way I forgot this woman, not in this lifetime, not in past lifetimes, not ever. She’s a Helen of Troy, a Britney Spears in those dirty knee socks. Her face could launch a thousand ships, her body fuel a million schoolgirl fantasies. No, I didn’t forget her. I couldn’t have. She’s messing with me, and I respect her for it.

~Reyes, Untitled story

The Original Billionaire Brothers
(of The Billionaire Brotherhood)

by Molly Grayson

(And just because these songs are in my head, here you go...)

Happy Fourth of July...

...from the DoubleKink Twins!

~Mia Ashlinn & Molly Grayson~

A Box of Broken...WHAT's?!?

“Speaking of balls, don’t you get tired of blue ones?” 

Tired isn’t the half of it. If I don’t get relief from something other than my hand soon, I’ll be as useless as a box of broken condoms.

~Reyes, Untitled story
The Original Billionaire Brothers

(of The Billionaire Brotherhood)

by Molly Grayson

Mo' Money, Mo' Problems

The crotchety old keister gets hard every time I’m late for class. I assume it’s because I’m the heir to the Lockwood fortune and the spare to the Wellington empire. Men want me to fuck up. Women just want to fuck me. 

~Reyes, Untitled story

The Original Billionaire Brothers
(of The Billionaire Brotherhood)

by Molly Grayson

Even Debauched Dicks Can't Always Get It Up...

The most debauched dick in Manhattan, and I can’t get it up.

~Reyes Lockwood, Untitled story

The Original Billionaire Brothers
(of The Billionaire Brotherhood)

by Molly Grayson

Double Your Pleasure, Double Your Kink...

...that is our new motto!

Hey guys. This is Mia. I wanted to let each and every one of you know about a major change at I've Got 69 Problems, But A Kink Ain't One. I recently decided to take a blog mate, and Molly Grayson has agreed to be my partner in kink. See, she is under the impression that being here means we're the DoubleKink Twins. And I don't have the heart to disillusion her. Besides, I'm always up for Doubling The Pleasure and Doubling The Kink. So, I hope that you all will welcome her with open arms and dirty thoughts.

Much love, lots of kisses, and a luscious cherry on top,

-Mia

Love is Love

Four years ago, my daughter found out that in the eyes of the law, love was not equal. Like any confused child, she came to me and asked, "Mommy, why can't girls marry girls and boys marry boys?" Then she looked up at me with sweet, innocent, little eyes and the saddest smile. 

In that moment, I could swear my heart shattered. 

In that moment, a lump swelled in my throat, and I thought I might choke on it. 

In that moment, my eyes filled with big, fat, hot tears and it was all I could do to hold them back. It took everything I had to not break down and bawl like a baby.

Why?

Not because I feared she would grow up to fall in love with a girl.

And not because I worried she would marry that girl.

But because I wasn't sure she could marry that girl. 

Today though, everything changed. Today, love won. Today, I got to sit my daughter down and tell her that she could marry whoever she wanted to when she grew up. 

And it was beautiful. 

The look on her face, the tears in my eyes, the joy filling both our hearts, it was perfect. 

Now, do I think my daughter will grow up and marry a girl? Maybe, maybe not. Only time will tell. But at least, she has the right to. At least, she has the chance to. And either way, I will love her.

Why? 

Because love is and always will be love.

-Mia