The Jesustan Diaries

Minutes before he’d started throwing up over the fabulous Persian carpet in his Manhattan penthouse, my banker-friend K. had promised to tak...

“He laughed uproariously when his nanny wagged his cock with her fingers”, wrote the physician Jean Hérouard in his chronicle of the Emperor...

More years ago than I care to remember, my friend Parminder—Pinky to his friends—tired of the long, lonely nights he spent with only his pen...

M. STAGGERED through my front door, his belly heaving through the gaps in his shirt-front where the buttons had been ripped off. “Jannatein ...