Category Archives: The Undercovers Vixen

Frustrated with the insensitivity and lack of Don Juan skills she’s found in her men so far, she divulged the latest of the terribles: “…. and the most recent on was the worst…he kissed like a plunger. Not kidding. Or … Continue reading →

“Could you… – would you… – in a recliner?” she asked with a smile that was bursting with an adventurous tale. Her friend raised her eyebrows, simultaneously surprised and impressed. “Yes, as a matter of fact, I can.” she winked … Continue reading →

“Now I’m giving up on them if I can’t get off within the first three encounters of the sexual kind. I mean, if they don’t take any interest to put me first, or even second, after three times, then they … Continue reading →

“… So, now I’m trying to figure out if there’s a correlation between kissing skill and horizontal tussle skills,” she said. “I’m thinking that they are not correlated, but I encourage you to do your own research. I want to … Continue reading →

“I’m going to see him later,” she said. “He mentioned that he was over his cold.” “You know what that means… ” her friend insinuated. “Uh huh. Maybe his kissing will improve…”

She connected with her co-conspirator after a long (two-week) hiatus. The exchange of holiday wishes, what’s-ups and what-nots went something like this: “Yeah, so I think I’ve finally given up on this one. I mean, I’ve really let go of … Continue reading →

“How would you rate your kissing?” the suave beau asked her as he leaned against the bar. She was standing close to him and his friend. “I’m a 9.2,” she replied confidently. “Really!?” he exclaimed, a bit surprised at the … Continue reading →