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“Listen or thy tongue will keep thee deaf.” ~ Indian proverb

Posted in Dirty 30's, Lesbian Dating, Sex on December 2, 2009 by Just A Girl

People tell me things; often it’s casual acquaintances revealing incredibly personal confessions to me.  I know I have faults, but I also know that listening is not one of them.  I like to understand people.  Perhaps this is why I’ve ended up with “crazy” so often.  I want to understand why people do the things they do, act the way they act…even when the behavior is irrational…ok, insane.  (Since I’ve established that I no longer do crazy, I’ve kept my recent listening to the sane community). 

So anywho, if someone you fancy mentions a desire to you, and it’s in your power to make it happen…why the hell wouldn’t you do it?  Actually, I do know the answer to this.  I’ve been “doing” for years, and never got anything in return.  Thank god that I didn’t get so jaded that I gave up. 

So I have been seeing someone, and I’ve really been listening to her…I mean really listening to her.  I paid a visit to her very public place of employment, to fulfil one of her fantasies.  Giveth and you shall receive…un-fucking-believable!


The Dirty 30’s

Posted in Dirty 30's, Lesbian Dating, Sex, Stereotypes on November 21, 2009 by Just A Girl

My first year out of the dorms in college, I lived with 4 other girls and 2 boys.  Seven 20-year olds living together…it was absolute chaos!  The combination of raging hormones and massive amount of alcohol made for situations that would horrify parents.  

All of us were “good girls” that were transitioning through different phases of our sexual liberation and promiscuity.  By virtue of close proximity (he lived with us) on many of those drunken nights, our friend and roommate Ron was the lucky recipient of our hormone explosions.  We didn’t realize it at the time, but Ron had actually slept with 3 of the 5 of us girls.  I know…it’s so incestual in retrospect.  The conversation we girls had after we all realized that we’d all slept with Ron was hilarious.  We were trying to put together a timeline to figure out who slept with him first and in what order.  Oh, the dirty whore days of college… 

Well, I’m not sure who I’m kidding by referencing my slutty behavior as if it’s something of my very distant past.  There have been occasions in my not so distant past when a few too many shots and the right company have led to…well, you know. 

So now I feel the need to get a little defensive here.  Really, I’m not THAT much of a slut.  I mean…I can’t be worse than my friends (but, does it count when you compare yourself to friends – when in some instances it’s friends that you’ve f’d?)  Well, anywho…whether it’s direct knowledge or friends telling me about their crazy romps – they’re still doing it – they just don’t share it for the world to read on a blog!