GOLDEN LOBSTER THAT YOU
Saturday, January 15, 2011
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(IZ this summer showing her brand new golden lesbianism between two handsome con men: Bastian and Mario. Photo Kali Sanchez.) I dedicate this entry my beloved Lady Katana, Auro of Medeak . Because he always has supported me in everything and have been the one to understand my becoming the first golden. And because in the darkest times, as very few were there. And yet we hardly knew.
The first female category was fourteen years ago. By then had passed through my body (often devastating) innumerable uncles. Countless because many prefer not to remember. And from then until now, others many more. Some wonderful and others still more forgettable than the previous. But the process by which my desire was to gradually and irreversibly lesbianize sensed it even before that first night, that first girl. Since fifteen years I introduce a buffer and sent to hell compresses the hateful lying on the floor of my bathroom with the lights out, touching and thinking about Madonna. All a matter of time ...
A lovely boyfriend had told me in one of our last scenes together: accept it, you dyke! I thought at the time, poor fool, you know what the hell. But if he knew. He knew me sexually, had participated in several trios and the two of us we threw the body of the third in which vampires vena harmony overflowing. I've never felt the same veneration for the body of a man. Never the same degree of excitement, tingling, ecstasy. After those first experiences, I lie with a friend who happened to be a cop. We ended up fatal, fatal. But follábamos as goddesses. It was with her and discovered that it was multiorgasmic (My father always told me to see if you inherit from your mother, I hope so). It was with her when I ran for the first time in tsunami plan. I was 23 and many idiots still ahead. But I never forgot the electric warmth of her body.
As well I am said to be golden, I decided not to waste my youth in the Puritan fiery Basque lands (on this very topic for my next book will deal Txalaparta). And I Sexilia to Barcelona. In the suburbs I found a legion of lewd bitches with which frolic, my friends.
In recent years I have gone through sooooo many female body. And every day I like more. I have developed with other women's sexuality is always craving: with great pleasure and little danger. Also, I take the manolo in me and I love it. As we say Nagore Gore and I, in the background are a transvestite butch.
It's funny how people react when they notice that I become lesbian golden. Have come to object: but why limit yourself? You have to fuck. When the dyke was stained with semen from which only fucked with girls, listening all the time but how can you fuck with guys? Now that my body just asks me to females, it seems as if people need to continue to be the usual omnivorous. What evil accept change sometimes. Or is that the case is to challenge each other for the system.
I sweat the slit. Ande I hot (pun intended) ...
heterosexual The mandate was much more embedded in me than I ever would have allowed me to accept (I wrote about this ). I prioritize as feminist radikal paired with guys for years ... but especially girls fuck her. All this despite the fact that I was embarrassed themselves visible socially as heterosexual, I confess. When my partner was a male cross (divine Maro) bothered me that people sometimes treated as a green man. Thankfully he understood ...
It's funny because lately we have been questioned since some settings we say trans dykes and fight from there. Lesbophobia much, mecagoendios! So with even bigger mouth and coinciding with the determination of my desire to cry, I am a lesbian golden.
PD1: In the last years of my life, the only man in green I frolicked with my kerido Erri. Is very good, is lovely, good friend, very smart and fucks well. A mutual friend told me Erri not count as man. Quite a compliment to him, no doubt. So I'm still golden.
PD2: Golden define themselves as those lesbians who have never tasted a man. Therefore, I say golden me with my history is a real aberration. That's why I love it. Marina tells me to determine themselves as you want (for something I am Basque) but my persistence has no basis. Laura, who is as golden as I argued :
a) be more golden when you've fucked more girls, so we, as much as Let's swim in pools of semen, as good whores we have pulled more women than most monogamous lesbian pedigree that keep your body vetoed the male
b) those who say golden, how can they know that they are as lesbians if they have never tested man? Us have driven by heterosexuality long to get here, is a very thoughtful and empirical.
I love sully a term so pure bravado manolos our skirts. The men's competitive edge comes with us "I am more golden than you" (a phrase from Laura). On the other hand, why hosts tomboys are intended to be such a term as glamorous as golden? Do not hit anything, keridas. We're just taking back what is ours. Call "lesbian pictures", you'll see as we strive not for that identity.
BYE BYE HETEROLAND
Dolce rivoluzione ... is finally on my skin. Since May 2009 tatuármela needed. Thanks to Mery, Jordana and Anto for sharing with us this spell. I feel stronger with these divine words in the arm. Photo of Mary Pelikorta.
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