I'd better explain a little.I'd better explain a little. To be very brief, I was a bottom for the very first time last Spring. Not that I had ever been a top. It lasted a month by prior agreement with J, and the things he did to me we also agreed upon by way of a negotiated two-column list (The List) broken down into paired items. If he did to me something listed in column one, I could do the corresponding thing in column two to him and vice versa. So I guess this is about to become an account of column two. Except that this time, I can write it my own way. He proofed, edited, and controlled what I wrote--or should I say what he had me write--for column one. I left J because I thought he had gotten too weird; the things he was doing to me. Since then, I've thought about it a lot and decided I was just a little slow to adapt. He's okay, really. I hope I wasn't too hard on him when I left. I really do care about him. So anyway, I went to San Francisco for a few months. We midwest- erners don't change our attitudes very readily, but I can certainly say that I got my prejudices rearranged. A lot has changed on the net since those days. Saltgirl seems to be gone for good and STella is the new netqueen. I'm still a lurker, but maybe not for long: it looks like there is anonymous posting now, if all this wizvax stuff is what it appears to be. I guess I'll be posting that way some day if I can figure it out. I have a lot to learn about using the net, I guess. There are a lot of new folks out there now. Some of them sound about as tolerant as the hyperbaptists in the main office of J's department. They're everywhere, like the roaches. They tried to get the usenet feed canceled--specifically because of ASB and AS. Except that the hyperbaptists are intolerant of ALL perverts, not just amateurs like me. Maybe I'd better stay in the closet a bit longer. Coming out to some of you might not be the thrill I'd originally thought. I don't relish being forgiven for having once been a lurker. |