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Love to see Chapter 3!
This is a nice story...keep writing!
Awesome
But very fast in filling his boxers with a load of sticky cum...mmm, lovely.
Terrific
Very well written story so far. I am eagerly waiting for more
Really like the way this is going!
Keep this up!
"the aroma of young, aroused pussy and pre-cum"
Was his pre-cum young? Or was it stale? Just wondering. I would think not--that it was not fresh. But do females have a sexual sense of male smell? Obviously not, according to this story. But that's a lie.
We do. And always have had. But young males haven't had, usually as much money and/or power. And if you don't have equal power--economic power, political power-- because you're whatever--then--you don't have real sexual choice--No wonder H. Clinton was so reviled--she was called "old, ugly"--by Rush Limburger (sp?), etc. A woman president was so threatening--a woman could have power equal to that of a man--so that, as Marx said, paraphrasing--if you're male you don't have to be "pretty." That's for slaves, inferiors. That's all--or the best that--"they" have.
And, I hate to say this, I feel cruel, but there is a difference between the bodies of males based on their age. (Females aren't supposed to say things that would make people--especially males--feel bad, or ugly, or old, or inferior. So, we don't say what I just truthfully said above.)
If females had economic equality and the power males have--still--then--a lot of us at least--or as may soon happen--would have more power than males, more economic power ("Money masculinizes"--like "Money whitens." You know and can clearly see that this is true. Get over anything patriarchial. Just the freedom of every U.S. citizen to be gay and to marry and have children--will destroy male dominance. We aren't playing by "the rules." They're not to our benefit.)
Gay rights and freedoms are--maybe the very best thing that could have happened for females. Not to mention the freedom of females to choose to love other females. To not be reviled if we don't want to play by the patriarchal (sp? fuck it) rules. For gay people to have families. For gay people not to be outcasts, fearful of job loss, etc.
by Rabbit in "Gay Rabbits Take Over The World" published in "NYQ" --"New York Queer"--yeah, copy righted--
(I e-mailed this before my editor edited it--but hey--we're in luv.)
Does that mean
I can't ever suck cock again?
No........................................ .................................................. ...............
Just--don't admit it? Don't talk about loving it and don't write about it.
If I didn't post here, it would all be shit.
by Rabbit (gotta love me)
Other posters: WE DO.
I really really love
doing academic research. And math. I know it's not typical for women. (Or the last I heard--maybe this has changed now?)
I used to try to be more "feminine." But what's wrong with a woman being analytical? In loving math?
1) "Rabbit, i've got to speak about something--
i like it quite a bit ..."
2) Rabbit: I'm on your side. No matter what. And what the hell, even Freud thought it was normal--
1) ---yeah, for women! You know stuff i imagine--
2) Rabbit: Don't tell me
To my rabbit friend:
Loxley: "You're weird."
Rabbit-girl: "Well, I..."
Loxley: "That's a compliment."
I'm glad you said "friend," thank you--
Loxley? sp?
I'm not meaning to be rude, but--your faux name made me think of lox, very very thin slices of red onion, cappers, and ... oh, very, very thin slices of cucumber ...
this is definitely a compliment
(i can't help it--sometimes my mind runs to food)
Dear Rabbit,
I like how your mind works. I would not have made the connection to lox, but now that you mention it, I have to smile. My pen name is a reference to Robin Hood, also known as 'Robin of Loxley.' And Robin is my real name, so... there you go.
"To Be Myself Completely--"
Well my heart has fallen down
Thought I'd talked myself around
But to be myself completely I've just got to let you down
Well I knew I'd say goodbye
Though it's not my time to cry
And forever and for no one I will let it all go by
And to be myself completely I've just got to say goodbye
Z-list star in a hundred grand garrett
The ladies say 'Hey baby, you've earned it!'
I'm not so sure, I toured the land
You could call it work if you count the band
Still your voice calls out to me
Escort me to the harmony
I'm not sure what I will be
Find me in a bitter sweet hello
Well my heart has fallen down
Thought I'd talked myself around
Though we say goodbye and wonder
What's to know and who's to blame
But to be myself completly i will love you just the same
Writer: MARTIN/MURDOCH/COLBURN/COOKE/GEDDES/JACKSON/KILDEA
L yrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
If my heart fell down it got back up. I just like this song. And I want my heart to fall down and get back up. (It feels good.)
Every child should have dance/music lessons. To fall down. And get up. It's delicious.
I like whiney people.
"My Favorite Sulk"
Nice day for a sulk
The girl smells of milk
Her horsey teeth explode around us
And we run for cover, she found us
In the cheapo bar with a bag of chips
Nice day for a mood
The forecast is good
The kids are melting in the doorway
Keep the gang together
There's no way you will ever be
Misunderstood by me
Nice day for a jam
The Fall, Manfred Mann
Dance party, summer lasts forever
When the band's together and Bobby
Drank too much and fell in the Clyde
This artist I admire told me a writer I admire was a "whiney Iowan."
I've been whiney all my life. But I'd never thought of this as a positive thing. No one ever told me it was.
But it is. A positive thing.
Very nice.
You are a gifted poet. Thanks for sharing.
I have to admit--
that if what you meant by "nice" was from that Belle & Sebastian song, "Nice Day For a Sulk," I posted, with the line, "The girl smells of milk ... " I have to agree. And that the rest of that song fits the little "Ugly Redhead" and her teacher's feelings for her.
And then the song mentions her "imperfect" teeth--but "the girl smells of milk" is, I think, a perfect--something--of how the teacher feels about this girl. Oh--and that she's sulky. Petulant. You've totally gotten me into this character. I adore her.
What an anti-hero.
"He didn't notice Lexis,
sitting in his chair, one hand between her legs, and a tiny smile upon her face."
"Day One--8:00 PM
It is a good idea to take five minutes to reflect on our situation while we go through the beginning stages of abstinence ... "
Ok. The above sounds literate (sp?). How about this: "The most basic thing you can do right now is ... Don't drink ... and listen! ...
The best decision you have ever made is to opt for ... sobriety ... you will gain a new perspective on life ... [I bet]
One hour at a time leads to one day at a time ... "
This is the great literature I am reading now. I'm tingling in anticipation of sobriety.
"Take my hand god"--ok--My Rabbit God, My Beloved
(I bet you don't read this everyday here. Wish you did, huh?)
For Mr. Bell & Lexis
(esp. for Mr. Bell)
Small Green Sea
Small green sea thirteen years old
I want to adopt you
Send you to school in Ionia
To learn of mandarin and of absinthe
Small green sea thirteen years old
In the tight tower of the lighthouse at noon
Turn to the sun and hear
How fate's undone ...
Wave by wave come back
Illegally to me to sleep
To find deep in your keep ...
Pieces of stone Heracleitos' fragments.
Odysseas Elytis, translated by Olga Broumas
There are things I didn't notice about this poem when I read it before. But I noticed because of having just read "Ugly Redhead." For example, "In the tight tower of the lighthouse at noon ... "
Oh--I was listening to "Twelve Thirty" when I began copying this poem. As copying it, I noticed "the tight tower of the lighthouse at noon." Or half past noon. "But not to notice till I feel it" (from "Twelve Thirty"). Like Lexis?
"To find deep in your keep ... "
(that's what you call it, huh? I'm gonna say "keep" from now on. Ha, ha. I'll be speaking a secret language! Is she talking dirty or not? Uh--not? What's dirty?)
"To find deep in your keep ...
Pieces of stone Heracleitos' fragments."
Now there's some obscure language to avoid (or void?) the Republicans (I mean censers--for B.E. at D.I.).
I haven't read next "Redhead" epidode, yet. Sometimes I get nervous about the next installment. (Which is why I drink.)
I haven't actually quit drinking yet. I'm working on it. There's no legal imperative. I just think it would be a good thing to do. I thought if I read the inspirational literature enough and go to meetings (haven't gone yet), then I might just lose interest in drinking.
If I do go, and I plan to go today, then I'll say I'm a computer addict. Which is also true. But would make me feel less vulnerable. I was going to go to a meeting on Melrose at 12:10, but it's 11:33 and I'm still drinking. Don't want to stop now. Not while I'm ahead. (Organic chocolate protein and Polish vodka.)
It's taking me longer to get my blog set up than I would have thought due to having to have help with the "banner" page--i.e., the cartoon drawing of small animal holding an iron (as in goes with ironing board). It has nothing to do with domesticity. Everything to do with vienna sausages.
Would I meet any interesting people at A.A. meetings? Since nearly everyone in the U.S. is addicted to something ... it might be a tiny bit of social skills practice ...
I want to have sum fun
if I'm goin to stop drinkin
I want the "memory [to] shine."
Even if I only stop overnight while I'm sleeping, that's something. It should be noted.
I'm only pretending to be an alcoholic because I want people to feel sorry for me and possibly care for me a little bit.
And to appear heroic if I can stop.
I'm just doing this to get attention.
I don't have a [drinkin] problem
Is it better to be socially acceptably
"drunk" or (maybe there is no "or," that's just it for many people; you'll live a pretty long happy life--i.e., you won't kill yourself like if you commit yourself to A. A. You'll take longer to die. But you'll be "immoral." Every time you go to a doctor, which as a woman you do regularly, now that you've told them this, they'll hound you. If you're 93, and no problems, they'll still be hounding you not to drink. If they haven't died first.)
I'm not talking about legal problems. The medical profession has to have people to arrest. (Usually Black males.)
They've got to have some way to make all the money they make. Sure, this is small yams, but ... it all adds up.
Now, I'm, for the first time, wondering if A.A. is part of some conservative--something. I don't know what. Racist? Whatever? Christian? No this is not too far fetched to imagine. (Hey, it allows me to still keep drinkin--just kidding. But I don't want to be part of a--sorry--fascist--anti-alcohol movement. Even if it does mean that, if so, I get to drink a little longer.)
I meant more non-whites are jailed
for drug, alcohol "abuses."
And A.A. is the prescription. And it's all (a kind of ) white and black Christian culture. Which is why so many white and black people fail at A.A.
Anyway, we most of us seem to fail.
I
just
can't
do
"i'm
not
much use to anyone"
You cop out--
you're enjoying failing--
here's to dying
of liver failure
uhhh--Bol...
yeah
I know
he did it
he's a saint
you aint
why am I having so much fun?
my husband came home after work
he said, "A rabbit stopped me outside. He said, "Tell Pat
that I disapprove."
He was standing on his hind legs with his little front paws raised. And --
"I know."
he disapproved
he said, tell her
What he doesn't know
is that i love him
"He didn't notice Lexis sitting in his chair ... "
no comment
This sounds creepily sexist--
"To find deep in your keep ...
Pieces of stone Heracleitos' fragments."
I wonder if this was written about a man and a boy. Not that that would make it any less "sexist." Or abussive.
But I somehow feel about this poem's "erotic" content, just keep females OUT OF IT.
We don't need any fuckin "pieces of stone Heracleitos' fragments" "deep in [our] keep" or anywhere else--
I/We don't care how "great" a poet the "world" says you are. Even a poet who won the Yale Younger Poets whatever--way back when-- and can now publish the effete ramblings of a sexist old ---We don't say you are "A Great Poet."
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LTdOSNoYA00
Suppo sed to be: girls just wanna have fun--Bones (Great poetry)
She meant she loved the rabbit.
The rabbit.
No she didn't mean some--whatever--she meant a real live rabbit. She WAS the rabbit. And the rabbit Was her.
"Tell them, 'I only go to these meetings
to pick up cute addicts,'" by her husband (borrowed from one of the best "films" ever----created: "What Planet Are You From?"* Seriously: One of the best films ever created. Only equal to "Krippendorf's Tribe.*")
*Sleezy guy takes alien to A.A. meeting to teach him--the alien--to learn to pick up--formerly--drunk girls.
*American family on the rails goes--goes--? somewhere natural fun better i don't have the literary ability to tell just where they go, went, or what they did--
I had a real live dwarf rabbit,
short ears, black fur, beautiful, arrogant, vicious--he chased our dog (a beagle), terrified her
thumped his foot--rarely--but when he felt it necessary--
claimed territory when he inhabited it
(but he didn't have a lot of territory--"a Turkey carpet was his lawn"--Cowper
A lot of the time we had to keep him in the bathroom because he had to be watched ALL the time or he'd kill himself chewing electric cords, etc. There was no way he could just be let free--a friend let her 2 rabbits free and they ate through the sofa, my son's teacher's (when he was in high school) told how her rabbit had eaten through a wall--
"It's hopeless, yes it's hopeless")
[Frederick]
Here lies, whom hound did ne’er pursue,
Nor swifter greyhound follow,
Whose foot ne’er tainted morning dew,
Nor ear heard huntsman’s hallo’,
Old Tiney, surliest of his kind,
Who, nursed with tender care,
And to domestic bounds confined,
Was still a wild jack-hare.
Though duly from my hand he took
His pittance every night,
He did it with a jealous look,
And, when he could, would bite.
His diet was of wheaten bread,
And milk, and oats, and straw,
Thistles, or lettuces instead,
With sand to scour his maw.
On twigs of hawthorn he regaled,
On pippins’ russet peel;
And, when his juicy salads failed,
Sliced carrot pleased him well.
A Turkey carpet was his lawn,
Whereon he loved to bound,
To skip and gambol like a fawn,
And swing his rump around.
His frisking was at evening hours,
For then he lost his fear;
But most before approaching showers,
Or when a storm drew near.
Eight years and five round-rolling moons
He thus saw steal away,
Dozing out all his idle noons,
And every night at play.
I kept him for his humor’s sake,
For he would oft beguile
My heart of thoughts that made it ache,
And force me to a smile.
But now, beneath this walnut-shade
He finds his long, last home,
And waits in snug concealment laid,
Till gentler Puss shall come.
He, still more aged, feels the shocks
From which no care can save,
And, partner once of Tiney’s box,
Must soon partake his grave.
Little Buns also bit the hand that fed him. (Mine usually. Which means I'm a masochist?)
I heard a rabbit story on NPR today--
but I got distracted and ran downstairs to my computer--downstairs!!! Like into the rabbit hole??!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I started looking for my "Pirate Jenny" book by April Bernard. She talks a lot (note title) about Kurt Weil, Lotte Lenya (look, I don't want to deal with spelling, especially not in another language),
there's a song from 3 Penny Opera that goes something like
It's hopeless,
yes, it's hopeless
our kind of life's too hard,
it's hopeless
Other people can't take it.
We keep trying. No matter what. No matter what.
You have to be in this play/opera to live in this. These characters.
Marvin Gaye sings American National Anthem
Reason to be (a little bit) proud of being an American--
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QRvVzaQ 6i8A
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rbZTmcIfdBQ supposed to be Marvin Gaye/Nike basketball commercial
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=615poxo RJSM "Remember Marvin Gaye" documentary (Gaye's life in Belgium 1981--1982) "I probably need to be here, and that is why I stay ... When I was a child, I used to hear music constantly ... the people here are ... the same ... as people are all over the world ... I think ... if you're human and you are decent and good and respectable then you are ok with them. That is the opinion I get ... "
Liberace
fell in "love" with a young guy 40? years younger than himself? That's what NPR said.
I don't want younger people to be exploited by old people, older people, whatever, but I can understand and accept age differences like the ones in this story much better if I know that it's not JUST an age/power difference between females/males.
This teacher ... "did not respond and twice had to give her lunch detention to impress upon her his resolve." Sweet.
Every time I learn about gay people of different ages--just the fact of gay people at all!--the things that HURT me--the sexism--as if the disparity between males and females
as if preordained by a male god--isn't just natural "inequalities" between males and females,
not just that one power play, it opens everything up between males, females, sexualities, genders, everything--
HE has a young female to makes pregnant--she's "fertile." I.e., she ovulates. (But if she has endometriosis (sp?), for example, her ovulation may never make her pregnant. Unless she's treated.
I had endometriosis (sp?). I ovulated. Ovulation, in my case, didn't make me "fertile." I had to have treatment for my minor endometriosis. It affected the ability of one of my f. tubes to pick up--or whatever--the egg.
I felt ashamed to be infertile. But if 2 gay males or females marry, by themselves, are also "infertile." SEE WHAT I MEAN?
Gay rights make females equal to males--in relationships. 2 gay males or females are "infertile" by themselves. So females' "infertility" is no shame or different from
that of gay couples.
Gay rights give more power to females (gay or not), and take some power from (heterosexual) males.
Which, as my son said about eggs sunny side up, is "the way god intended it to be."
"I asked God that when I sang it would He let it move men's souls."
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DXiCVtPiMsM
Marvin Gaye's "National Anthem"
"A. Bourdain Explores Spain"--Ad
before Gaye's National Anthem--
Something so unromantic, etc., to--supposedly--humble one. Like me.
Marvin Gaye's National Anthem is still better. He put everything into it. Like all the rest of his music.
Literotica makes you
think about--religion?
"I asked God that when I sang it would He let it move men's souls." M. Gaye
(You're not even mocking the sexism? The pronouns?
God?????????????????????????
Me--I couldn't help it. Bombs were bursting in air--)
You have to be cautious--
is this how people gave in to Hitler?
I know this sounds absurd--but it happened--over flags, nationalism, etc.
You can't really give in (just like with a man--just kidding). There is a tricky space between--things--
if you compared Gaye's (innocent, human freedom, rights) to Nazi songs--but people were taken in in those times--they might have thought they were listening to M. Gaye--
Tomorrow, I hope, belongs to us--
Gay rights give more power to females (gay or not), and take some power from (heterosexual) males.
Which, as my son said about eggs sunny side up, is "the way god intended it to be."
I hope tomorrow belongs to us.
Will the world every be ours? Would that be a good thing?
D.R.
This Is Important for Human Rights--
I want tomorrow to belong to us--nonheterosexuals--sp?
Gay rights give more power to females (gay or not), and take some power from (heterosexual) males. Who already have more "power" than they know what to do with, said a Disapproving Rabbit. (You don't know about Disapprobing Rabbits? You are so out of it--)
Which, as my son said about eggs sunny side up, is "the way god intended it to be."
by ME
He asked God that when he sang it, would He let it
move men's souls. Marvin Gaye
M. Gaye was passionate. He had beliefs.
He really tried to make sense of the fundamentalist Christian beliefs he'd--had forced upon him--
and he made them what they should have been,
Why didn't I see this video of Marvin Gaye in my MFA "program" at UofA?
Marvin was "really something."
But his feelings and passions and beliefs were not fashionable. It wasn't even fashionable to have any of the named things above--not in the not with teachers (after s.o. & j.a.).
My UA MFA was more like DKNY than like Marvin Gaye.
We were shown a video about/by Laurie Anderson. BUT NOT MARVIN GAYE'S NATIONAL ANTHEM VIDEO--it wasn't chic, cool enough. (And my MFA program was--unintentionally, I believe--racist. M.Gaye wasn't "cool" enough for MFA students in POMETRY to watch, to see. Gaye didn't seem or wasn't POSTMODERN. But Marvin Gaye still matters. And Postmodernism--does not.)
We watched L. A.'s "Home of the Brave." When Gaye's anthem is real.
s.o. & j.a. were real, even when they were biased sometimes, they just weren't purely pretentious. Like a later "teacher."
Marvin Gaye's "home of the brave"--
is not Laurie Anderson's (discussed--seriously--in my grad MFA class). Gaye takes something that could have real meaning and gives everything to show his re-interpretation of it to give it meaning.)
Gaye--"I love America. You have to stay away a while to see how great this country is."
Gaye doesn't care about being chic enough for MFA classes. He just talks about his real experiences, feelings, beliefs.
"I asked God--" in my MFA program no one ever asked God. Which is one reason I will try to ask god--something? I want to be unacceptable to MFA stuff.
Unacceptable: "I love America. You have to stay away to ..."
(Like S. Olds, you have to remember the American Enlightenment--sp?--etc.--oh, yeah, and Walt Whitman and Ginsburg (sp?) and--cock-sucking!)
"A wave of self-hatred washed over Mike. I am a terrible person, he thought miserably."
I'm "a terrible person."
But I'm not miserable.
That's someting.
In fact, god knows why, I'm having more fun than any human is--I guess--expected to have. Not on drugs.
If adults have fun that they can't explain or know where it came from, other people should just try to copy them. Not ask what's wrong with them.
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