December 2009

Keeping it Freaky

12/29/09

Keeping it Freaky

I just received the print version of the 20th Anniversary January/February issue of Curve in the mail. My mother received it a week ago (she must live next door to the printing plant). She likes to read my articles and know what’s going on in my world. She reported last week that the new issue is “very lesbian” and I knew what she meant. So I’m posting in the spirit of Sex 101 and Curve’s winter guide to better orgasms.I’m multiorgasmic and a squirter, for lack of a better term. I hate “female ejaculation,” it sounds so clinical or like a fatal disease. Being multiorgasmic is great news for me, of course, but also for my girlfriend, who likes to boink me for hours. We took x-mas day off to be with each other and have lots of sex.I want to...

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When the Past Crosses Paths with the Present

12/23/09

When the Past Crosses Paths with the Present

My girlfriend and I were at a reading the other night—a friend was reading her piece from Best Lesbian Erotica 2010 at KGB Bar in Manhattan. We arrived early, well actually right on time, but early for the New York lesbo crowd. We, me, my girlfriend and our mutual friend, were getting comfortable in our seats when I woman I barely recognized came over and gave me a kiss and a very familiarly caressed my face. She disappeared to another part of the bar just as quickly as she appeared.Now, my girlfriend is the jealous type. She’s not a maniac about it—but jealous all the same. And she knows I have “a past.” In any case when I told her that the woman who just kissed me was someone who had been a fuck buddy many, many years ago (so long ago that I met the chick...

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Binding a Relationship

12/16/09

Binding a Relationship

It was inevitable. One of us farted in front of the other. I don’t know who started it and I refuse to names names or blame either of us specifically. I just know it happened and it broke loose the whole passing gas issue for us. Thank goodness!Last night at a holiday party a guy in a straight marriage said that the family that passes “wind” together stays together. And that pretty much sums it up for me and my gal. Come on, let’s admit it, flagellation is such a social taboo yet everyone does it. It’s a sure bet that someone is going to fart in yoga class. Am I right? Or in bed asleep. Or during sex. Or….My girlfriend and I laugh about it—not necessarily because it’s “naughty”, but because of how stupid it is to feel so...

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New Thanksgiving Traditions

12/09/09

New Thanksgiving Traditions

My sister is here from the Midwest spending the Thanksgiving holiday with me in Brooklyn. My girlfriend and I hosted a vegetarian and vegan no turkey day in her honor (and for our other vegetarian and vegan friends). Pretty much all of our unaffiliated female friends, meaning those who are estranged from their families for whatever reason or can’t afford travel prices to visit somewhere else, gathered at my apartment in Flatbush to un-celebrate Thanksgiving. Really we were celebrating each other and our friendship, a family of friends and friends who are family.And this is where it got a bit hairy between me and my girlfriend a few months ago when my sister made her airline reservations. I told my girlfriend I considered her family. She had to go away and think about it—it...

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A Vacation in Vancouver

12/02/09

A Vacation in Vancouver

I had the chance to travel with my girlfriend to one of her plays this fall. Her show was playing in Canada and she had planned to be there for three weeks. I needed to get away and thought a working vacation with my sweetie—and seeing her work in action—would be ideal. I also thought it would be a good test to see how we travel together since I am planning a few apartment swaps next year starting with Paris and Berlin in the spring and I hope for her to join me.We were both excited. Some of our friends got weird, saying traveling was like living together. No, it’s like traveling together! I found us an apartment swap in a deluxe condo in downtown Vancouver with a couple who wanted to see Brooklyn. After eight or so hours in the air, we arrived at the door of our...

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