Category Archives: Bach

No Duck Dumplings at Ping Pong Dim Sum

Posted on September 7, 2011 by

Finally, The Epilogue. Catch the whole story with Chapters 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 and 6. Thanks for reading! It seems that in D.C., the better the sex I have, the less likely I am to see the man again. … Continue reading →

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to have sex or to date, that is the question

Posted on August 5, 2011 by

First there was a royal mix-up, then I had an blind impromptu date, then I invited my impromptu date to sleep over, but we didn’t have sex and then… oh wait, that’s where we are now! I fell back asleep, … Continue reading →

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Spies Interrupted the World Cup

Posted on July 17, 2011 by

So I’ve been texting harassing my friend Bach (@bachelorsaurus) while procrastinating from doing work. Awesome. (But seriously, where can I meet a spy? I’ll pretend I don’t know *WINK*) Now, back to work. Don’t worry, you can email me at … Continue reading →

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