If I knew then… (alt: on being a bitch)

Hi Ferns.

I have been spellbound by your relationship with your first. One because you have talked about it so b’fully and secondly because despite being deeply submissive I can be the the kind of person who would not give his mistress the shirt he was about to throw away.

Having aspergers I have considerable difficulty understanding people’s intentions and having been emotionally manipulated and bullied as a child I can be quite suspicious. I am also at that age when I can tell when something is wrong but not the experience or understanding to do something about it. So … Continue Reading

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Braille

They look impossibly soft, your lips. Cushiony silken velvet. They beckon me when your mouth forms words. I know you are speaking to me, I’m listening, truly I am. And my eyes will flick up to yours when I answer, when I move the conversation forward, then they will drop to your lips again as you speak to me some more.

I’m hypnotised by the movement of your mouth, the glimpses of your teeth, the slight curl on one side, the sudden flash as your mouth splits into a smile. I smile back, all the appropriate noises happening between us.… Continue Reading

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Early sexual experiences Part 2

Continued from Part 1

Both this and my last post were prompted by this musing on twitter. My twitter comments were in turn prompted by seeing yet ANOTHER young woman asking for help to fix what was wrong with her that she couldn’t come from intercourse.

early sex

It hurts my heart that young women think there is something wrong with them because they can’t come from penis in vagina (PIV) sex. And obviously the men they are with also think that most (or all) women come that way. While stats vary, in 2005 Dr. Elisabeth A. Lloyd analysed 33 studies … Continue Reading

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Early sexual experiences Part 1

I had my first non-solo orgasm with my boyfriend when I was about 16 or 17.

I was in my last year of high school, he was a year or two older, was at university.

Unlike other girls of my age, our dates involved going out for dinner. I don’t know why. Maybe I saw it in movies and insisted that that was what a date looked like. We would mostly go to a pub that wasn’t too far away and eat in their bistro. I’m sure I thought it was terribly sophisticated. I can’t recall if we would go … Continue Reading

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Patterns

I just read this post on Ann St Vincent’s blog, and it prompted more thoughts on habitual patterns of behaviour.

It’s easy to see patterns from the outside. So very easy.

People you know choosing the same kinds of partners (emotionally unavailable, clingy, distant, unreliable, incompatible etc etc), having the exact same interactions, running into the exact same problems over and over and over.

When you read a blog where someone shares their life, it’s all there in black and white, and you can sometimes watch them making the same mistakes over and over and not learning from them because … Continue Reading

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Twice

Twice I have had men in my life say to me that they couldn’t come and see me.

Twice they were remote from me and there was an unspoken agreement that they would visit when they had the chance. In each case, it was a big trip, a long trip, but a given. It was what we did, what we needed to do.

Twice they used similar words, strange to hear them tripping out of different mouths.

Twice it signalled the end in neon so bright I couldn’t ignore it, even if I had wanted to.

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Loves: 11
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Thoughts on thoughts

I mostly write glimpses here: snippets out of context, strobe-light moments.

They are my version of the truth, but they are incomplete, of course, so the impression they leave is imperfect.

I curate carefully for many reasons, some of which I have talked about before.

My rules for writing about people are:

  • No surprises (well, sweet surprises are okay)
  • No hurt

And that’s limiting enough because most people who I write about know my blog, probably read it (or could), and there is a ton of stuff in my head that might be surprising or hurtful, and which I … Continue Reading

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