Let me start off by saying that I am not fat. I do not have a complex. I do not think I am fat. For the industry I am often considered to be fat. So, now you know. My body is actually quite lovely. My measurements are 36D, 25,40. I have a tiny middle with … Continue reading On Being a Fat Stripper
My tits Today I am writing about my tits. I love them. They are so very sensitive. They are soft, they are large and look amazingly like a fake set if placed in a push up bra, but they droop. Like grandmother tits they are saggy fuckers. When they were growing in, at age nine, … Continue reading My Tits
Vegas is like a giant 24 hour Wal-Mart with booze. It attracts the lowest common denominator of American white trash. People who go out in booty shorts and flip flops with giant acrylic fingernails adhered to their finger tips so as to look classy. This place is a freak show. I never really liked Vegas. … Continue reading This Place Is So Weird
I don’t think I am gonna make it another year in this town. I’m sick from the sun all the time, the people are dumb – stupid -- vapid really, and the perverts are conservative in their kinks. This I cannot stand! Somehow the guy tonight thought I was a “nice” dominatrix. We agreed on … Continue reading Even the Perverts are Conservative
The forced heteronormative expectations that we see in society foments in sexual culture, or rather in the void that represents sexual culture to us in the states. We have a culture of silence, a culture that suggests that any sex is dangerous sex. This anti-sex doctrine is being beaten into our youth through abstinence education … Continue reading Sexual Anomie
I’m angry. I’m angry at a system that is designed to entrap it’s citizens, to coerce conformity, and to expect heteronormative behavior without questioning the underlying presuppositions of this one-sided way of life. Last week a young person came into my life needing help. I made phone calls to the father of this young person. … Continue reading Queer Advocates in Public Schools?
Ah Fuck I am so broke that I am counting my change. I am so broke that I am blogging about counting my change. I am far to broke to be comfortable. If you are a regular client, if you have been wanting to play, if you just like my writing and would like to … Continue reading I wrote this two days ago, hoped something would give, now that it hasn’t I present to you: BROKE!
Thanks to the massive budget cuts that the California state school system is in the midst of, I had a ten-day furlough season. I thought I could stick around and take care of the things I need to take care of or I could head to New England. You might know how much I loathe … Continue reading Three Pissing Scenes
Last night started in a most ominous fashion. The tweaker, who I have been attempting to employ to bring my desk out of the driveway and into my apartment, above the garage, flaked again. Making this day ten or twelve that my giant desk lingers in the driveway baiting the landlord (who lives in the … Continue reading Good News Everyone!