This is part of a conversation I had with a girl at school:
Me: I’m bad at sharing. I don’t like it. I didn’t pass kindegarten!
J: But…you’re boyfriend has another girlfriend. If you don’t like to share, doesn’t that bother you?
Me: Yeah, well, its not like cake or something. Love is an infinite resource, it doesn’t [...]

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Wendyland has been quite busy lately.
There has been massage school midterm madness, which will thankfully be done this week.
There has been prepping for my class at TES:TNG this week (Fisting 101, on Wednesday! Ya’ll should come.  Ages 19-35!)
And then there has been The Boy. I’ve gone down to visit him in Philly twice, and this [...]

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One of the other wonderful things that I experienced at this years DO Summer Camp were some revelations, or rather, rediscoveries about parts of my spiritual self and the path that I’m on. This entire year, from last year’s camp to this years, has been full of discoveries and decisions and transformations for me.
After 2008’s [...]

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Camp is wonderful. Camp is beautiful. Camp is magic.
Camp is the reason I got to spend part of Sunday night having a boy lick his own come off my boots. (Which amazingly does wonders for the boots. I’m not sure if its the come, the saliva, or the fact that I think my boots are [...]

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Goddamn, but school keeps making me think of sex.
Last semester, it was learning about all the bones that form the landmarks I like to see on a man. Sacral crest. Anterior Superior Iliac Spine. Transverse processes. I had pale skinny boys dancing in front of my eyes.
Maybe thats why I did so well in A&P [...]

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