I sometimes jokingly say ‘once upon a time when I was a lesbian…’. It sounds frivolous, and it is a lighthearted reference, but it refers to a really important part of my life, and one I struggled with, though perhaps not for the obvious reasons.
The second because the first time I fucked it up before I even got to the overhang and fell off twice, so even though I eventually made it to the top, it was ungainly and awkward and Not Good Enough. A few weeks ago I’d have been too spent after … Continue Reading “Friday”
So the question for you all is – how do you communicate best? Within the dynamic or by stepping outside of it?
I see some form of this question come up from time to time and I suspect I normally give some answer without giving it a lot of real thought. This time I’m not really even answering the question at all. Ha!
She felt feral when she was around him, reduced to some base animal that had to have him. She circled around him; wary, watching, distracted by others, curt nods soon sending them away. He knew she was there, of course he knew. But he never looked directly at her. Even hunters can be easily spooked.
Instead, he casually engaged with others, made chat, laughed appropriately at jokes, nodded with interest … Continue Reading “Feral”