From My Book (a snippet), After The Shower Scene

Another quirky scene from my to-be-released 2026 book: Cyber Frogs And Princes: A Sex Manual For On-Line Dating After 50, by Suze Q.

As we dried off from the shower, we laughed that our stomachs were rumbling after hours of stroking each other with occasional pauses of penetration and sucks. It was time to get dressed and eat a proper meal. The alluring scent of my strawberry shampoo mingled with the crème brûlée lubricant (made only by queen bees) that he palmed into my hands. This lover's dessert of royal jelly I painted on him and he rubbed inside of me. Inferior human food would have to wait. 

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Chhinnamasta

Dear Suze Q. I met a wild woman at a street fair who called herself China, though she clearly wasn’t Asian, but pale as an albino. She dressed in flowing robes and scarfs, dancing rather than walking. She saw me staring, we connected, and she took me home. This morning after more incredible sex, she wooshed me out the door with a breezy, “see you next time.” I asked my friend about China and she laughed -told me to be careful about going further. She wrote a note with the word Chhinnamasta and told me that was all I needed to know to make the right decision. What the hell’s going on? I feel like I fell down a rabbit hole.

Dear Rabbit, I believe you have been had. Chhinnamasta is the Hindu goddess of contradictions, strongly tied to sexuality, a Tantric deity. She represents death, and life; sexual energy and sexual self-control. Your girl, China, is an unknown. Proceed with eyes wide open. -SQ

Definitely Dangerous MIL*

Dear Readers. Blogger.com banned my post on Tuesday, February 24 because something tripped the censorship meter. I believe it was the four-letter acronym about fantasies some have for some mothers. Today’s blog speaks to the “danger” of this wild species again, but I’ll disguise it with a star.

Dear S.Q. Since our son was 12, he occasionally babysits for the next door couples’ baby. He’s now 15, and still sits for the widow. A neighbor saw my son kissing the MIL* in the backyard and thought I should know. MIL* is 17 years older and my son’s never even had a girlfriend! This needs to stop before it starts! My husband says he doesn’t care (but admits to a double standard that if it was a 15-y.o. daughter and older man, he’d kill the bastard!).

Dear Mom of a minor, Statuary rape laws are now gender neutral but were originally designed to protect young unmarried girls, -so your husband’s double standard has historical roots. Seek legal and psychological advice before acting. “Never even had a girlfriend” is not much of a criteria, but his mental maturity is. Will a sexual experience with the neighbor screw him up for life or give him an early appreciation of love and sex? -SQ

Dead Roses

Dear Suze Q. I’ve noticed you’re not religious but have a modified “golden rule” motto towards life, as do I. Do unto others… but faster, better, stronger. I believe guilt is manmade, and served in small portions, keeps us true to a moral core. Wallowing in guilt just wastes energy. And hate, like revenge, is tricky. While I’m still compos mentis, I want my will to include a pre-paid party for remaining friends after my death. I plan to give away all my valuables long before I lose my sanity so those I love can enjoy the things that I’ve loved. And for my final pleasure, I’m sending dead roses to those still alive who I detest with my entire being. Did I forget anything? 

Dear Golden. True to yourself in life and in death is its own reward, is it not? -SQ

AI Censorship

Dear Readers, This is not the blog I planned for today, but yesterday’s post “was flagged to us for review.” The royal ‘us’ being Blogger.com. “because it contains sensitive content.” I admit that my blog has sensitive content and if that upsets your sense of sensibilities, please never read this blog again. The subjects are thorny, and sometimes are horny/porny issues that plague real people. This is not a sanitized Dear Abby.

I titled today’s piece AI Censorship because odds are that an AI caught some word or phrase on yesterday’s post that IMMEDIATELY tagged the piece as radioactive on Blogger’s censorship list. Readers were then required to answer “sensitive” questions and jump hoops before they could read my piece about a concerned parent looking to protect her son from cougars and other wild life. Disclaimer: perhaps I blamed AI in error, and maybe it was a reader whose sensitive nature was ruffled and complained to Blogger. In that case, I apologize to the AI and kindly urge the reader to SOLVE THEIR OWN PROBLEM by never reading this blog again. (I would also recommend they f*uck off and grow a pair, but only in my mind). -SQ

Are MILFs Dangerous?

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Why Take It With You?

Dear Suze, This 2nd chance love in your 70+ has no rulebooks! Finding the right partner at any age takes your breath away, and at this late stage, it’s a frapping miracle. We watched friends die last year and left their affairs for their spouses to sort out. How fucking rude. It put a burr up my ass to have my own estate sale, before I die. I squabble with appraisers for the right price; that keeps my mind nimble far better than Sudoku. This is spring cleaning that’s fun. I highly recommend it! 

Dear Senior, Older people dread parting with their “accumulated wealth” even if it’s the silver turkey platter they hate polishing once a year. It signals life is almost over so they drag dying out, rather than get excited about each healthy day remaining. If you’re not of the Mummy belief that you’ll need all your goodies in the afterlife, by all means, live it up now. It’s yours to do as you wish rather that write a will for someone else to slog through. -SQ