where i want to be

ma favourtite getaway?
right here
between Labiaminora
and Clitoris
the shortest vacation
is only a minute away
that is my favourite place to be
only wish that i could stay in Climax for longer
than these 2 seconds

L for ________?

i been wondering...
what makes a lesbian?
seriously.
i mean... sure i've had lesbian encounters.
its so much more common now, i'm sure a lot of females have.
but does that make me a lesbian?
or i dont know; bi?

a few months ago, i had a female friend who i knew was bisexual.
she came over to visit and she tried coming on to me,
but we eventually didnt do anything.
to be honest with you, i resisted her not because she was a girl,
but because of her other characters.

i mean; what makes a lesbian?
years and years ago, while i was trying to figure out what sexuality itself meant,
i had sexual encounters with some females.
They were about my age at the time, and we were young.
does that make us lesbians?

looking even farther into my memory
i remember being molested as a child.
i didnt think anything of it at the time,
but i knew it was disgusting not because we were both females,
but because i was too young to enjoy sex at the time.
the lady, was in her teens.
does that make her a lesbian?
did it make me one?

does checking other females out make me bisexual?

what makes a Lesbian?

Pee on you???

"yes"
"like actually... " i paused, couldnt get myself to say the "U" word "urinate on you?"
"Yaa..."
"why? what pleasure do you get from that? that is disgusting!"
"i know. but i want it. i want you to pee on me in the tub"
sounded to me like this sick man had it all planned out
he continued..."why? wouldnt you do it?"
i thought for a minute... hell, it aint like i'm gettin peed on anyway, "sure"
"oh thats great... when?"
wtf- "someday"
and that was the 2nd silliest mistake i made with Chad. After that moment, he wouldnt let me pee in peace. Everytime i wanted to use the bathroom, he'd beg me to do it on me. He'd beg! it was pathetic watching an older (still didnt know just how old) grown man BEG for me to bless him with my urine (eww)!
it got really bad. so bad that i'd be holding my pee- not peeing because peeing became such an issue. He'd run after me, try to catch me in the washroom to pee on him. so i stopped peeing at Chad's house.

Chad, Chad, Chad... was a true freak.
Not only did he love pee... he loved skirts.
loved skirts enough to stalk.
ya.
stalk.

I had a routine of taking walks with Virgo after school.
Sometimes, before my last class was over, i'd look outside of the school, and see a red pontiac driving by, aimlessly around the school.
i lost counts of how many times i'd be waking home, and i'd hear the "click click"s of paparazzi Chad... as i see his red pontiac drive by.
Chad would take my picture without my consent, in public as i walked home or from school. He wouldnt say a word. Just drive by, take my pic and left. It was sick.
How did he know to come by there at that time? How did he know where i'd be? Wasnt he suposed to be at work? I was embarrassed. Virgo started to tease me about him even more.


Chad has many pics of me- that i dont even know of. He never showed me none of them.