Cuddle Parties Arrive in Seattle

Cuddle parties continue to develop:

As I lay there, arms crossed over my chest as if in death, a strange man’s crotch pressed into my ass, I realized that it was probably the closest I’d get to M.I.T. in my life. Someone somewhere would be proud. I made a mental note to tell my mother…. The setting was about as unsexy as I could possibly imagine if I’d been given 10,000 unsexy scenarios to choose from—including being humped by Trent Lott’s corpse while a pack of ugly school children shouted math problems at me.

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