Legalization of Prostitution?, Students Debt-Prostitution, Ghost Writer Erotica Stories

Should prostitution be legalized? Students resorting to prostitution to pay debt. Interested in writing an erotic short story for $3?

Recently the Op Pages (Room for Debate) of the New York Times stirred a debate with the topic, “Is Prostitution Safer When It’s Legal?” I have read several studies and am of the belief prostitution should be legalized. Safer for all.

The following responses were most interesting, not always based on evidence (legalized prostitution does not lead to slave trafficking of underage girls), but all raised some interesting points. Just a few of the article titles below, more can be accessed at:

“Labor Laws, Not Criminal Laws, Are the Solution” by Carol Leigh, Bay Area Sex Workers Advocacy Network.

“Criminalize Only the Buying of Sex,” by Max Waltman, Stockholm University

Doctors of the Night: Will Med Students with Debt Consider Prostitution?


Excerpt: Desperate times often call for desperate measures, and for students with mounting education debt, that apparently means selling themselves.

In the journal Student BMJ, Jodi Dixon, a medical student in her final year at the University of Birmingham in England, reports on the increasing number of undergraduate students who are turning to prostitution to make money. She cautions that the medical profession is ill prepared to address the trend if it were to spread to would-be doctors.

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Ghostwriter Needed for Erotica Short Stories

The website HiretheWorld advertising for erotica writers.

Excerpt from ad posted April 20th.

Project Description

We are looking for someone who will write 50 quality and unique Erotica short stories. These are not articles, this is a project for creative writers who is not offended by writing erotic adult short stories.

This writing position will require a signed writer release

You must have access to Email, Internet, Skype or Yahoo Chat. This position is 100% virtual and is meant for someone creative who can write quick unique stories within every day.

This project takes a committed and special kind of writer, and previous experience in writing will be preferred.

Please attach samples of your work.

Native English applicants Only.

Payment is a fixed $150 for 50 stories within 14-30 days.

Note **If you are interested in writing additional stories, Payment is $300 for 100 short stories within 30-45 days.

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Press Release – May 15 – IJ Miller – Erotica Writer – Irene – Dancer

Philadelphia’s Erotic Literary Salon, Featuring- erotica author IJ Miller & Dancer Irene, Along with Salon Erotic Readings from Attendees

Tuesday, May 15.


Thursday, April 19, 2012



Contact: Susana Mayer, Ph.D., Salonnière

Sign-up to read starting 7:30PM, detailed guidelines at website. – blog sex news, Salon notices, erotica, and guidelines.


The Erotic Literary Salon will be held Tuesday, May 15. IJ Miller will be reading a short story called “Cell,” which is part of his collection Sex and Love, Fanny Press publishers. It also appeared in the anthology, “Sex in the City/NY.” Sex and Love is both engaging and provocative…seductive and dramatic…witty and unflinching honest look at sexual desire.


Springtime is here and everybody could use a good handy man to keep things well oiled and running smoothly. So in that spirit, Irene will do her dance interpretation of Ethel Water’s 1928 “My Handy Man.” www.btribalbellydance


PHILADELPHIA: The Erotic Literary Salon, unique in the English-speaking world has launched a growing movement mainstreaming erotica. Salons attract a supportive audience of 70 or more individuals. Approximately 20 participate as writers, readers, storytellers, spoken word performers of original works/words of others, the rest just come to listen, enjoy and applaud. Frances, our resident nonagenarian (95 years young) often recites her original erotica.


Salons gather the 3rd Tuesday of every month at TIME (The Bohemian Absinthe Lounge), 1315 Sansom Street, Center City, Philadelphia. Doors open at 7:30 p.m. (limited seating), for cocktails, food and conversation. The event begins promptly at 8:00 p.m. Admission is $10, discounted for students, and seniors (65+) to $8. Salon attendees must be 21.


Creator of this event, Dr. Susana, is Philadelphia’s best-known sexologist. She lends her voice to the Salon by offering relevant information to support the discussions that arise in the Salon/blog.


…surprisingly comfortable….Salon devotees praise her for the space she has created….”

“I think Susana is doing a very brave thing.”

Philadelphia Inquirer, February 10, 2010

“There are laughter and tears along with the hot rush of blood – to the face.

Daily News, March 15, 2010



Lapiz Lazuli-The Leigh Clark Collection-Blog Tour

Brief description and excerpt from Leigh Clark’s new erotic anthology.

Lapiz Lazuli – The Leigh Clark Collection

From fetishistic and rough, to sapphic or sweet, this anthology of eight hand-picked dirty stories spans the whole erotica range.

If stories of frantic, sensual lovemaking excite you, Lapiz Lazuli is guaranteed to grab your attention. These short stories explore the sensual delights of sex; whether it is a quick romp in a hallway, the caress of a razorblade, the helpless sensation of rough sex or a furtive public holiday experience, arousing accounts and unabashed tales of kinky sex await!



Lapiz Lazuli

The day’s first customers were a pair of forty-something women, sisters from the look of them, one heading for the airport after a visit—you can always tell out-of-towners by their clothes. I was still pinning on my ‘Caroline’ badge when they walked in. Nobody calls me Caroline but it’s company policy to have full names on badges—I’m Carrie to my friends, I made their skinny macchiatos and half-listened in to them as I continued setting the counter up for the commuter rush.
“It was lovely to see you,” said the one with the city clothes. “But it will be nice to have the place to ourselves again.”
Out-of-town sister scowled. “I didn’t realise I was such a bad guest.”
“Honey, you’re not. But tonight, me and Tom … well, we want our privacy.” Town-sister played with a chunky lapis lazuli and silver ring on a chain around her neck. She looked good for her age, and happy with it.
Out-of-town smiled. “After six years, are you two still romping?”
“Six years last month and still spending as much time in bed as out of it. Look what he gave me for our anniversary.” Town sister held out the ring.
“Very … pretty.”
I could tell out-of-town was as unimpressed as me. Cheap gift or what?
“The chain’s platinum,” said townie, looking smug. “But the ring … now that’s the best gift I’ve ever had.”
She so wanted her sister to ask why, and I so wanted to hear the answer, that I nearly asked her myself.
“Why?” said out-of-town.
“Well …” town-girl leaned over the table and I had to strain my ears to hear. “I wouldn’t tell anybody else this, but I’ve always told you everything … I like a little pain with my pleasure. Know what I mean?”
Out-of-town looked puzzled, but I knew what she meant, did I ever!
“You know!” Town-sister blushed. “A little slap, a little bite, something to push you over the edge into …” She put her hand on her chest, fingers splayed, and threw her head back, panting. It was a pretty good impression of orgasm I’ll admit – very When Harry Met Sally. Now her sister blushed and laughed.
Town sister continued, “Well Tom doesn’t like to hurt me, but he sure likes to make me happy, that kind of happy. So this ring, see, with all its bumps and lumps? Well when I wear it around my neck, Tom knows that the same evening I’m going to slide it onto his finger and he’s going to press it against my …” she paused and lowered her voice even more. “… my love button, when we make love.”
Love button! It was all I could do not to laugh out loud. Did people still talk like that? But I looked at that ring, with its deep blue knobbly surface and imagined how cold it must be, and how hard, and my knees became so weak I had to hang on to the counter.
The sisters left, chatting and laughing, and the morning coffee addicts began to roll in, but I didn’t forget what I’d heard.
That weekend I took Doug shopping at the Flea Market.
“What are we doing here, Carrie?” he asked, looking at the stalls. But I’d already seen what I wanted on a table laden with semi-precious stones and costume jewellery. A big ring, with a greeny-grey, nubby, softly-contoured stone that the seller told me was moss agate. It fit Doug’s middle finger perfectly.

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Healthy Family – Transgender – name change

A must read article concerning identity and healthy families.

The New York Times: The Opinion Page

‘Name Change’


I’ve heard much debate in the past year about what constitutes a “healthy family.”  Some politicians argue that the best environment for a child is one with a mother and a father — and the underlying context here is that a “normal” family should be helmed by a “normal” heterosexual couple.

For me, “normal” is something entirely different.  Yes, I grew up with a happily married mother and father in a small, conservative Midwestern town. But my father is transgender, and he’s a cross-dresser. He has never tried to hide these facts from anyone.

As you can imagine, my family stuck out like a sore thumb in our small town, though I didn’t quite realize to what extent until my dad legally changed his name from Michael to Trisha. And yes, I sometimes still get tripped up about whether to refer to my dad as “he” or “she.” Growing up with Trisha caused me some grief, mostly because I worried about what other people thought of my family and me.  But Trisha just went about her business, painting prolifically in oil on canvas, playing the banjo — and winning people over by simply being a good friend, neighbor and parent.  You can’t choose your parents. Now I know that I wouldn’t want my dad any other way.

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