A hotel chain is opening with plant to allow guests to stay for free. The wrinkle, and I'm not even sure it is a wrinkle, is that cameras will record you having sex, and that the hotel owners will then sell that recorded sex to people on the Internet.
For some people, PDA (Public Displays Of Affection) is a scourge that must be wiped from the Earth. For others, anything goes. For most of us, a little bit of affection is fine. Here are the commandments to make sure your public kissing doesn't turn into exhibitionism.
BDSM torture area. Check. Voyeurism peep hole. Check. Dad, grandma and sister on the payroll. Check. Welcome to the Power Exchange, a sex club unlike any other in San Francisco, California. Like a lot of sex clubs, there's a place to get spanked and a plethora of comfortable, water-resistant furniture. But unlike any we've come across before, it's family owned and operated and has been since 1995. That said, we don't think we'll be bringing Aunt Josie there anytime soon.
Two nudism stories this week give a differing view points on spending time in the buff. Over on the Daily Beast (found through Smitten) Arienne Cohen wrote about going to a nudist dinner party. Guests stripped down as they arrived and sat on hand towels provided by the host. Arienne kept her legs closed but some of the (ahem) ballsier guests weren't so modest. Although Arienne didn't become a convert (the "dinner guests seemed free, getting a dopamine high off the rarity of what we were doing. I was not high."), she does bring up several interesting points.
The speech-writer for the French foreign minister has come out with a book of his own. The writer is releasing a guide book to the woman of Paris. He argues that one of the Frenchman's greatest pleasure is the observation of women. And he gives a district-by-district account of where the best places to do so are.
