I wrote this in January. Shortly before the new year. It’s taken me this long to publish it but I stand by it. Have been working at standing by it. What goes on in the mind of a playa? Well, she’s always talking to at least a couple of women, with two or three more [...]
Butch For A Femme
Part 2 of Too Many Dudes. She changed into a thigh-length flowered dress and heals. I stood watching her primp her artificial locks in the mirror, thinking how much work a wig is. I mean, sure it looks good, but I’ll bet her natural hair would look good too. Of course, I thought–tracing the curve [...]
That Kiss
When I was in High School I was very involved with the gay community: the GSA was my social life, I was in the Governors Commission for gay & lesbian youth, etc…but over the years of living on the streets & then raising children, I lost touch with the gay community. At first it didn’t [...]
Manic Pixie Dream Girl
I have loved the Manic Pixie Dream Girl since before the term existed. She was my 5th grade BFF, my camp councillor with the nose ring, my high school crush, and the party girl I made out with while her boyfriend looked on in bemusement. She was slender and dangerous, creative and impulsive. I have [...]
Competence
I fell in love over power tools. I met my daughter’s father in Arizona. He was living in the desert with me, my son’s dad and a few other friends in exchange for helping to remodel a school bus to my design. Now, I did not grow up using tools. My parents are intellectuals, and [...]
My Best Friend
My best friend that I ever had so far is a 75 year old wandering one eyed Pakistani with an Afro and a Yankees cap. We lived together for four years and he always was my friend. We knew the contours of each other’s personalities: our curves and edges. People thought there was something going [...]
Meet Rod
So this is the post that ends my chances with my high femme-only stud and butch readers. And maybe some femmes. Oh well. You see, I’ve had this problem with studs and butches I’ve dated in the past: once they take their eyes off of my breasts (usually after we’ve had sex, my D-Cups are [...]
Big Dyke
Last Saturday was a busy night. I was on the edge of the dance-floor, watching, when a man approached me. There were too many men at this club! And too many of them are straight! I eyed him distrustfully. I’m partially faceblind, and I couldn’t be sure if he was one of “Chloe’s” “friends.” “Hey [...]
