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Oh, I forgot to tell ya’ll!

Once again this month I am heading up to Naughty. The theme is white weddings and the organizer, a fabulous man called Random, has asked me to marry him. 🙂 I am simply tickled pink. Or white, or something like that. I would really *love* if lots of people came to this fabulous party. It really is one of my favorites in the bay area and the more the merrier. 🙂 The theme is weddings so such clothing is encouraged but NOT REQUIRED. Please don’t skip the event because you don’t want to wear something formal-ish.

Come on ya’ll you know you want to be there. Some info from the website:

What is it about weddings? All innocent and societally endorsed on the outside, but there’s definitely a creamy filling of lust and wickedness at its core.

Ever been to a bachelor party? At just about every bachelor party I’ve ever been to I found that the groom-to-be had an almost magnetic pull on all of the women wherever we went. And the bride? There’s something about that crisp, white purity and the knowledge that, later that night, she was going to be giving it up that made her incredibly desirable.

So here now is your chance. Wanna be the bride? Wanna be the groom? Wanna be the bridesmaid or groomsmen hooking up with each other or perhaps even the bride and groom themselves? Or do you want to just throw rice. Whatever way you want to go with it it’s gonna be a fun ride. We’ll start with a bachelor/bachelorette party for the first hour or two, then a wedding or three in our Vegas Elvis chapel, then the honeymoon period, followed of course by inevitable temptation, straying from the nest, angry recriminations and revenge schtupping, and the inevitable no-fault divorce at the end of the evening!

I am planning to have a lovely time and I think my friends would only add to the wonderous fun of the evening. So please, do come to my wedding. 🙂

{dirty} event!

Noah and I are going to this event on Saturday. Our tickets allow us to bring one person for free who has never been to the event before. If you are interested you need to write me something dirty telling me why I should take you with us.

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(Oh for those who don’t like links so much: the event is Naughty. The theme is threesomes. Naughty is a way fun party, probably one of my favorites here in the bay area. A while ago I wrote this about it on tribe when someone asked how Naughty compares to Black Sheets:
“Naughty is never going to take the place of Black Sheets. The vibes are simply too different. Most of the BS people want to show up, get naked, and spend the whole time being more free love-ish. Naughty appreciates the ‘dirty’ part about sex in public. At BS I always felt like I was a free love sort of hippy chick just enjoying the “vibe.” At Naughty I got to be a nasty, filthy little slut who couldn’t control herself in public who will let some guy (ok I know him and think he is fucking hot and wonderful) tell me to go lick his girlfriend out because he wanted to watch. I just didn’t have that happen at BS…”

You know this sounds hot…)

I don’t wanna

I don’t wanna go home. I don’t wanna not see my friends up here for a long time. I don’t wanna miss the connection I have with some truly amazing women. I don’t wanna go a while without having bruises so big I can’t cover them with my hands. I don’t wanna go another couple of years without getting to really delve into the depths of my mind. I don’t wanna lose me and I had me this weekend.

I don’t know if I am going to be coherent or not, but I have another hour until my flight and I want to babble and no one is required to read this so I can babble all I want. 😛
Portland

Greed

I have spent probably four out of the last eight hours fucking. Apparently I am not so high and mighty about the whole “younger guy” thing. He is pretty freakin amazing in bed and in order to get me into bed he has already seriously impressed me as a person. *sigh* Too bad Portland is so far away. Somehow I have a suspicion that my 2 times a year visiting may become 3 or 4. 🙂 He’s really really hot…

But uhhh… when I checked email and saw one from Google boy asking me about what it is that I am going to tell him about the weekend and he wants to hear about it if it will make me horny… yeah. I want to fuck again. Even though I am sore and tired from lots of hot sex.

Insatiable. That’s what I am. I LOVE MY LIFE.

On being a slut.

I’m not particularly filtering this one even though normally it would go on my therapy filter. It’s kind of weird and disconcerting to be more open about this but I think there are people who are only more loosely part of my network who might be interested in this and maybe it might spur some thoughts and/or discussions that are positive.

I self identify as a slut.

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As I am trying to get my thoughts in order I thought I would ask ya’ll some questions. This is one of those times when I want as much feedback as I can get. Given the nature of polls, it is hard to get nuanced answers so I encourage, nay beg! you all to comment with your individual perspectives and opinions.