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Jack Stratton. New Yorker, writer, foodie, poly, skeptic, dandy, daddy, switch.
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Thus this photo shoot comes to an end. I’m looking for new models in the NYC area. It has been an interesting journey both learning and remembering the technical side of photography, as well as finding my eye again. I enjoy it and it certainly informs and inspires my writing.

If you are interested in sitting for me, email or ask.

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Thus this photo shoot comes to an end. I’m looking for new models in the NYC area. It has been an interesting journey both learning and remembering the technical side of photography, as well as finding my eye again. I enjoy it and it certainly informs and inspires my writing.

If you are interested in sitting for me, email or ask.

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Medium.com

Medium.com’s rules on content:

Sexually Explicit Content
Don’t use Medium to post or share adult content including pictures and videos of a sexually explicit nature. There are other places to post that. You know where those websites are.”

Another pretty site I will not be using.

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Pattern Recognition

Some books are old friends. Opening them up is like sitting down to coffee with someone you know inside and out.

"Five hours’ New York jet lag and Cayce Pollard wakes in CamdenTown to the dire and ever-circling wolves of disrupted circadian rhythm.

It is that flat and spectral non-hour, awash in limbic tides, brainstem stirring fitfully, flashing inappropriate reptilian demands for sex, food, sedation, all of the above, and none really an option now.”

- Pattern Recognition by William Gibson

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Noir

Something I wrote to a pretty girl once:

Listen lady, you may may shine in a town full of rubes, but your fish stories ain’t gunna fly in the big city.

I’m wise to you and any more yap and things are gunno go sour. Real sour.

So keep your paws where I can see em and your stems planted. I’m gunna get on the horn and have the bull rain down from the mountain if you don’t spill, and I mean yesterday, you got me sister?

And don’t gimme that look neither. I seen a million dames like you, purse full of broken dreams, dancing for enough dimes to take that long train from Kansas. They can all go back there for all I care, or to hell. I got a job to do and you’re the only one who seems to have any answers. So let’s see if those painted lips can do anything but lie and make boys mumble.

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We agreed that there was a difference between me hitting her on the ass and a real spanking.

"What does it mean? I can’t fight back if it’s a real spanking?"

I laughed.

"You can fight back, certainly, I guess it is more about intention. When I just hit you my intent is to hurt you, control you, to wake up your body, maybe to push you to action."

She considered that.

"Well what is a spanking then?"

I stood up and walked over to her, eying her carefully.

"Spanking can be a lot of things, but the intent is more than just physical or sadistic. Spanking is a symbol of emotional closeness tied to power distance. I am spanking you because I know better than you or at least we are pretending that is true. You may be being punished or taught a lesson or cared for or just played with, but I have been given the power to do all of those things."

She turned and leaned against the closet door, arching her back and sticking her ass out.

"Right, so when you spank me you have the power. I’m not a little girl who can make you do anything I want, including spank me."

Damn.

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We agreed that there was a difference between me hitting her on the ass and a real spanking.

"What does it mean? I can’t fight back if it’s a real spanking?"

I laughed.

"You can fight back, certainly, I guess it is more about intention. When I just hit you my intent is to hurt you, control you, to wake up your body, maybe to push you to action."

She considered that.

"Well what is a spanking then?"

I stood up and walked over to her, eying her carefully.

"Spanking can be a lot of things, but the intent is more than just physical or sadistic. Spanking is a symbol of emotional closeness tied to power distance. I am spanking you because I know better than you or at least we are pretending that is true. You may be being punished or taught a lesson or cared for or just played with, but I have been given the power to do all of those things."

She turned and leaned against the closet door, arching her back and sticking her ass out.

"Right, so when you spank me you have the power. I’m not a little girl who can make you do anything I want, including spank me."

Damn.

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I strived to explain that although I have particular passions they are not my only desires. I contain multitudes and I am a man of infinite hungers. So let’s start by nibbling on that hip.

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I strived to explain that although I have particular passions they are not my only desires. I contain multitudes and I am a man of infinite hungers. So let’s start by nibbling on that hip.

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From Hotel Chevalier

Ex-girlfriend: Whatever happens in the end, I don’t wanna lose you as my friend.

Jack: I promise, I will never be your friend. No matter what. Ever.

Ex-girlfriend: If we fuck I’m gonna feel like shit tomorrow.

Jack: That’s okay with me.

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She told me she was a princess, so I said we should play “topple the monarchy and establish an anarcho-syndical co-operative where the spoils of the tyrants are passed out to the working class through a system of lotteries.”

She didn’t want to play that, so we just made out.

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She told me she was a princess, so I said we should play “topple the monarchy and establish an anarcho-syndical co-operative where the spoils of the tyrants are passed out to the working class through a system of lotteries.”

She didn’t want to play that, so we just made out.

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