Day 1

I click submit on the exam, slam my laptop shut, and open Feeld. I’m buzzing with excitement to see what Jacob has replied with. If Cuck L responded. Or Ray. Or Chris.

I start this diary on the first day of three weeks of debaucherous fun I’ve scheduled in between grad school semesters. Almost every night is booked with a vibe check, a hook-up, or a kink event. And I’m in the third month of what I’m affectionately calling my Bi Era™️.

I’d spent the last decade entrenched in big-tent lesbianism – but over the last year, I noticed my attraction expanding. Male celebrities began to catch my eye – I was biting my lip every time Taika Waiti came on screen as Blackbeard in Our Flag Means Death. I’ve been lingering as I look ...