It’s been a while since I’ve added to my Cougar Files here at Off Go the Panties. One of the primary reasons for this is that I’ve pretty much out-grown my interest in significantly younger men. It’s not that they aren’t fucking hot! I love the six-packed abs and tight butts as much as ever. […]
One of the most prominent memories of the Birds and the Bees according to my mother is this: “You do not need to end up with a man like your father. I love him, but you can choose a different kind of man.” My father is, and has been for the last forty plus years, […]
Realizing that I was setting myself up for yet another failure, I put together the Stop Whining Twelve Step, Twelve Week challenge and also started 30 Days of Truth the same week. In the grand scheme of things, all of this was meant to help me reach my writing goals, give me focus, and provide […]
Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned . . . . I will continue to sin as long as he will have me. I will seek it out. Like it even. I will be the girl with panties on then off. A panty parade. And I won’t feel the least bit guilty. . . . I forgive […]
Guilt is a powerful tool used by religions, mothers, politicians, and manipulative lovers around the globe. I know dozens of people who feel guilty just about every day of their lives. When one friend in particular tells me she’s going to do something stupid (like get back together with her ex-girlfriend), I ask her why […]
Maybe it was an 80’s song, a friend and I may have debated it, or quite possibly it was a therapist dolling out advice; I accept as a truth that fear and love are the same thing on opposite sides of the spectrum. In practice this amounts to begging the question: Are you making your […]
I recently came across a “30 Days of Truth” challenge from I Am An After School Special. Part of me knows deep down inside that jumping on another challenge bandwagon is a way of avoiding writing my book. Ten years ago when I was writing my dissertation, I did the same exact thing. I was […]
Less than a week ago, I literally shit all over a stranger’s bed. We were having sex, I was riding him, and it just came out. It was our noses that clued us in to the mess first. As I scampered into his shower while trying not to let any of the poop clinging to […]
Some little girls get complimented on how pretty they are. Others get kudos for being bright, talented, athletic, or polite. Me? I got a pat on the head and an “ ’atta girl!” for being creative. As a child you could find me up to my elbows in paint, writing elaborate short stories, or quietly […]


