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Sunday, December 30, 2012
EROTIC CITIES FLIPSIDE A NEW EPISODE COMING SOON !!
It is ironic how you are about something and then that something is not all of who and what you are really about? Like you can go to a lounge or eccentric bar and have a drink or two. But that can't put you in the group of being an alcoholic. My point is that some of us indulge in things that to an extent I would be a voyeur. Knowing this about myself, also know that there are some things I will and will not participate in, nor do I want to have any knowledge of what some do or go. My experiences with swinger life if you will fall very short to those who are inspired but this lifestyle to step in full throttle!
I love seafood!! Oh my how I love seafood! Crab, lobster and shrimp I feel I could eat everyday! But in my right realistic mind I know that if I did I would quickly get tired of it and want to eat something else. As in the case with some that do and have swung in the lifestyle very hard and full on! I could not be a person that could swing for years on a consistent basis. Not to say that who does is wrong and that they have an issue. We all have issues and flaws in on way or another. But being apart of a community of swingers and going to hang out twice a month for years with a group and then invited to go to other parties, I don't know. It gets boring and tedious after awhile.
Now that I am back in Atlanta because I had been gone for three years. I figured I would try and get my feet wet for a bit. Nothing too heavy! So I have a close friend of mine that I have been intimate with recently. I am not a fan of us, and the closeness of us bedding one another is a challenge. For me it is a challenge because so many issues and things that I didn't know about until I had come back. I will call him “Kevin” Kevin was a huge supporter of my parties when I gave them. And considered to be an open-mind candidate to watch and have sex in a group setting. We had discussed this many of times before we had gotten involved. I loved Kevin because all the tiny and large idiosyncrasies I had he understood. He also seemed to understand my prowess and my yearn to be free and adventurist. I loved and still do love him for that!
My first intimate encounter occurred with Kevin the night before I left Atlanta. Wow! Three years of knowing Kevin and I had no clue that sex would be as great as it was under the circumstances we were in. The hopes of getting caught and not getting loud was also a huge factor for Kevin and I and it made it a bit more animalistic! Three and a half years go by and I come back and tried too many times to have what “we” wanted; a hot passionate steamy sex life. Not to be! Kevin is much younger than I and has major issues. Issues that I had no clue about! Let me back up and say this before I go further. I do not believe that a man/woman should have sex with anyone if they have physical, mental or emotional issues that will prevent them from performing decently in a sexual capacity. And yes Kevin had these issues. It was so hard for me to address Kevin as to why he could not maintain an erection, why he kept trying over and over and over again to get one and yet make himself look bad and on my end grow increasingly tired of his issue. I no longer wanted to be with Kevin in this way any longer. What was the point? So After a few, which are a lot to me. Kevin and I are and will be only friends like we were before the sex.
When I left for a five week personal and business trip in California I could not lay down with Kevin and be intimate with him in anyway because I knew that I would be disappointed. When we finally got to the meat and bones of his issue Kevin told me that when he was under emotional and mental distress it effected him sexually and his performance and he could not maintain an erection. So my question was or is, “Why keep having or wanting sex with me?” To keep me frustrated and agitated? I assume that was the reason! So now it made sense to me! Kevin did not have sex at my parties because he was inadequate in the bedroom! Though he told me long ago it was him just coming to support me. He wasn't about that life. Now fast forward. Kevin told me that he would love to go to some parties with me. Really? A man that has feelings for a woman wants to see her get done by another man? Will I test this theory? Of course I will! Kevin has been wanting to have sex with me since I got back, and I don't have the kind of insurance! I mean lets give it a break! You are still under duress and saying you're not (Kevin) and what will be the excuse this time. So in the new year we will adventure out into the world and see what happens. I bet you this much! He will not enjoy himself! How can a man of his situation do so? So be on the look out! Because the sexapades of the rich, famous and not so famous of swingers will begin! Rather I go just to hang out or rather I participate! There are a lot of Erotic City stories to be told!
To be continued soon!...
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
EROTIC CITIES THE FLIP-SIDE THE DIRTY DIRTY SOUTH EPISODE 10
I now have to come back to a time and a space of which I have forgotten a lot! I mean because a lot of times we don’t want to hold on to a lot of things. Why should we? If we had a recollection of each and every thing that went on in our lives I believe we would truly go crazy and lose what faculties we do have. I had stopped for a period of time writing only because it had flooded me with good and bad. But I am back 2yrs later to finish what I started, my story on how I seen ATL and what I did, and how my part played in the vicious circle of The Flip-Side!
When I left off I was speaking on “Mark” a young man that was very persistent in getting to “know me” which was just sex only. One thing I can say about ATL there are a lot of people (not all) that are “fronting” that they have life and love money, men and women all in the back of their pocket. And for a selective few this was true! But for a lot it wasn’t, if people had a gotten a bad taste in their mouths about Cali saying that the people are “all plastic” then so goes it for ATL. Just as Cali you had a lot of people who were very plastic, lived or showed you a life that was far from the truth. When I met people I could see that they were sharp well put together dressers. And then when you went to their home or around people whom were close to them it all told a different story! That was “I really don’t have a lot, I don’t and barely have money and holding on to a weak job. And all the connects I said I have are really not feeling me.” A mouth full huh? Again this was not everyone, but how can one tell if you are meeting a sleuth of people and they claim to be “the one” you should get to know and have.
I had finally given Mark a good final no! That I was not the woman he thought I was and he couldn’t tap, hit, have, lay any of this here! I was beginning to feel as if I didn’t sleep with Mark that he would rape me! How could a young man as fine as him be so hard up that he would feel he had to “take anything from me? Hey rapist come in all shapes and sizes, good looks bad looks money fame and non famous and broke!
I had managed to get Mark off of me and I could not stay at his home any longer, it was getting late and I was tired of going back and fourth. I had no car at this time and the trains had already stopped running. So I had to stay the night, for some odd reason I had thought that Mark would be a selective few where I would not have stayed or hung out with Mark at all. It is like ATL had you under a spell of sorts. Like some people just stayed in this catatonic heat!
I left Marks house bright and early run down because I didn’t get any sleep. Had I had a car I would have been able to get home but due to the fact that we didn’t get to his home after 11p.m. and we caught a cab. Mark did not want to see me leave and was begging me to stay and that he was sorry the way he acted. But I wasn’t, I now knew where and how I would place him in my life.
The hardest thing I cannot understand is a person who does not understand the word no! And it was Mark that kept texting for almost a week and not getting a response from me. He was persistent!!!! And ignoring him was not working! Then it became begging!! I could see how many women were turned off, but the once fresh clean cut young man I had met had now turned into a desperate stalker! And as many women as there were here in ATL why was he pressing me so hard? Then there was the apologizing and me turning him down saying we could not talk, call, text or anything and that seemed to make matters worse after the insistent calls and texting that he was being ignored.
It was down to the wire and we were about to hear who are president would be. And a shock to a lot of people that we had our first Black African-American president! Mark was at my home when it was announced and so was my daughter there in tow. My daughter thought that Mark was boring, see-thru, and didn’t have much character and she didn’t like him. The only thing that saved Mark and let him come over was the fact he had “brought gifts” After we had all hung out sipped wine, I was tired very tired so we all turned in for bed. Mark was told that he was to sleep in the living room me in my room and my daughter in her room whom said she had locked the door. Again it was around early morning that Mark comes into my room and asks me could he “have some” I told him no. Of course this was my fault, but for the life of me I could not figure out why he was so desperate to have sex with me, why was he so pressed and couldn’t he have chosen another woman? But I had begun to think that Mark was this desperate stalker! I only had him over because he “Promised” to be cool and that how he was acting wasn’t him he just found me so damn sexy and attractive! Really? Not buying it! Mark had made three attempts in my room and I had put him out! That was that, and I had to literally put “do not answer” on my phone where his name should or would have been. He joined several others who had begun to be stalkers!
It was later on while doing some marketing and promoting for my site that I had come across a man whom I thought (again) would be really cool. He just so happened to live about fifteen minutes away. Born in the same month with both of us having soooo much in common. Sense of humor, and we shared a lot of the same views. While we chatted and chatted and my daughter had chatted we invited him to come by. Of course your first impression of someone most times seems to be a good impression. Because they give you good face of course. I know now but I had no idea that “Will” was attracted to me or wanted a relationship with me or felt I was the only one who could relate to him. I find that odd, but I found this out after I had ditched him and he had seen me on chat and came in to chat with me. But that is far into the story which I don’t want to get into now.
I did learn and very quickly I may add that Will was a huge eccentric in the sexual arena. However I also found out that Will had a lot of dysfunctional issues that spewed over into his personal, mental and emotional life. So much in fact it confused him about love, relationships and what he should and shouldn’t be doing in his life.
Will first and foremost had gotten a bad rep. I had met a couple of people who actually knew and met him and did not bite their tongue in what they had to say about him! My mouth was open wide with the info I heard!
First Will did so much! He was a producer (a job he really did have making and selling music for advertisers- I was impressed) then on the side he was a male exotic performer, Will was a huge exhibitionist! He loved being naked and showing his body. This was his first vice. Though he didn’t have a bad body, but he didn’t have a muscular body one you would expect a male performer to have. Next was Will had all of these explosive and explicit sexual fantasies spinning in his head, too many in fact for him to be able to cipher and work on one at a time. And the next thing was Will thought of sex or had sex on the brain most of the day. There was always someone he was pursuing.
One thing Will had told me was that he use to help throw swinger parties with his frat brothers, so he says it was about money and he never got into the sexual side of it but all and still he threw these parties. He said he would perform at them (male exotic shows) he also was sort of I guess you could say a man Madame. He seemed to have frat brothers that were married so he would always FIND a woman for them to hook up with to have sex. And he also provided his home for some raucous behavior. He loved watching he told me, “I just can’t sleep with any and everybody” This was really not the root of the problem. I later found out that Will had many more issues.
Will had asked me to do some pretty way out stuff for a person who had just met me. He asked me to call a few of my GF’s and ask if we could drive over there homes, honk the horn and have them come outside and be a judge to rather he had a big penis or not. (Confused) I had tilted my head to the side when I had heard this request. Who does this? Who would think like this? Can you imagine someone honking a horn, you come outside and judge what a man/woman’s private looks like and then go back in the house? I told him that I would not call any of my associates with such non-sense and I didn’t know anyone who would do that. I told him that he needed to ask his friends. He said that he has done that already. So I am sitting here thinking how much more validation do you need about how big or small you are? Of course I had not seen it, but he had told me that he was happy with it and that because he wanted to extend his audience more and start dancing in clubs. And that there were a lot of men that danced in ATL as male performers. Now you must understand that these men stripped down to nothing! And I can surely tell you that they do not do that in the clubs in Cali unless you are having a “private party”
So you see Will had told me that there were men whom he knew were larger than he was and from what I gathered he was intimidated. Really? So then I started thinking. And my thinking went many different ways! Was Will gay or down-low?
Will had asked me to do many crazy off the wall things that were very peculiar to me. He had asked me if I would have sex with his married frat brother because his wife was not giving him the type of sex he wanted (oral) and the women whom he had been with were all “low-life’s” and gave him a hard time. But I was a mature well rounded woman whom he believed I would be perfect and that I would get paid every time we had sex. Of course that was a no!!! And I was also asked if we all three could have sex, and if I would have sex with his frat brother and he watch!!! Now of course Will told me that his frat brother was asking him to ask me! He had left his business card with me, which I clearly tore up. I felt they were both at the center of it in my opinion.
It was one day that Will had asked me if we could have sex together, at this point and time I hadn’t been with anyone in over a month. The lover I had was having major ex-wife issues, child support, money, and job and home issues. And it was not going to work out at all.
I was shocked that Will had got his Janis backpack and low and behold inside of it he had put a……
My time is up, but hopefully you will catch up with me again for the 11th episode of Erotic Cities the Flip-side…. I am back giving you the full skimmy!
06/2011
Just Toy
Written Expressions
When I left off I was speaking on “Mark” a young man that was very persistent in getting to “know me” which was just sex only. One thing I can say about ATL there are a lot of people (not all) that are “fronting” that they have life and love money, men and women all in the back of their pocket. And for a selective few this was true! But for a lot it wasn’t, if people had a gotten a bad taste in their mouths about Cali saying that the people are “all plastic” then so goes it for ATL. Just as Cali you had a lot of people who were very plastic, lived or showed you a life that was far from the truth. When I met people I could see that they were sharp well put together dressers. And then when you went to their home or around people whom were close to them it all told a different story! That was “I really don’t have a lot, I don’t and barely have money and holding on to a weak job. And all the connects I said I have are really not feeling me.” A mouth full huh? Again this was not everyone, but how can one tell if you are meeting a sleuth of people and they claim to be “the one” you should get to know and have.
I had finally given Mark a good final no! That I was not the woman he thought I was and he couldn’t tap, hit, have, lay any of this here! I was beginning to feel as if I didn’t sleep with Mark that he would rape me! How could a young man as fine as him be so hard up that he would feel he had to “take anything from me? Hey rapist come in all shapes and sizes, good looks bad looks money fame and non famous and broke!
I had managed to get Mark off of me and I could not stay at his home any longer, it was getting late and I was tired of going back and fourth. I had no car at this time and the trains had already stopped running. So I had to stay the night, for some odd reason I had thought that Mark would be a selective few where I would not have stayed or hung out with Mark at all. It is like ATL had you under a spell of sorts. Like some people just stayed in this catatonic heat!
I left Marks house bright and early run down because I didn’t get any sleep. Had I had a car I would have been able to get home but due to the fact that we didn’t get to his home after 11p.m. and we caught a cab. Mark did not want to see me leave and was begging me to stay and that he was sorry the way he acted. But I wasn’t, I now knew where and how I would place him in my life.
The hardest thing I cannot understand is a person who does not understand the word no! And it was Mark that kept texting for almost a week and not getting a response from me. He was persistent!!!! And ignoring him was not working! Then it became begging!! I could see how many women were turned off, but the once fresh clean cut young man I had met had now turned into a desperate stalker! And as many women as there were here in ATL why was he pressing me so hard? Then there was the apologizing and me turning him down saying we could not talk, call, text or anything and that seemed to make matters worse after the insistent calls and texting that he was being ignored.
It was down to the wire and we were about to hear who are president would be. And a shock to a lot of people that we had our first Black African-American president! Mark was at my home when it was announced and so was my daughter there in tow. My daughter thought that Mark was boring, see-thru, and didn’t have much character and she didn’t like him. The only thing that saved Mark and let him come over was the fact he had “brought gifts” After we had all hung out sipped wine, I was tired very tired so we all turned in for bed. Mark was told that he was to sleep in the living room me in my room and my daughter in her room whom said she had locked the door. Again it was around early morning that Mark comes into my room and asks me could he “have some” I told him no. Of course this was my fault, but for the life of me I could not figure out why he was so desperate to have sex with me, why was he so pressed and couldn’t he have chosen another woman? But I had begun to think that Mark was this desperate stalker! I only had him over because he “Promised” to be cool and that how he was acting wasn’t him he just found me so damn sexy and attractive! Really? Not buying it! Mark had made three attempts in my room and I had put him out! That was that, and I had to literally put “do not answer” on my phone where his name should or would have been. He joined several others who had begun to be stalkers!
It was later on while doing some marketing and promoting for my site that I had come across a man whom I thought (again) would be really cool. He just so happened to live about fifteen minutes away. Born in the same month with both of us having soooo much in common. Sense of humor, and we shared a lot of the same views. While we chatted and chatted and my daughter had chatted we invited him to come by. Of course your first impression of someone most times seems to be a good impression. Because they give you good face of course. I know now but I had no idea that “Will” was attracted to me or wanted a relationship with me or felt I was the only one who could relate to him. I find that odd, but I found this out after I had ditched him and he had seen me on chat and came in to chat with me. But that is far into the story which I don’t want to get into now.
I did learn and very quickly I may add that Will was a huge eccentric in the sexual arena. However I also found out that Will had a lot of dysfunctional issues that spewed over into his personal, mental and emotional life. So much in fact it confused him about love, relationships and what he should and shouldn’t be doing in his life.
Will first and foremost had gotten a bad rep. I had met a couple of people who actually knew and met him and did not bite their tongue in what they had to say about him! My mouth was open wide with the info I heard!
First Will did so much! He was a producer (a job he really did have making and selling music for advertisers- I was impressed) then on the side he was a male exotic performer, Will was a huge exhibitionist! He loved being naked and showing his body. This was his first vice. Though he didn’t have a bad body, but he didn’t have a muscular body one you would expect a male performer to have. Next was Will had all of these explosive and explicit sexual fantasies spinning in his head, too many in fact for him to be able to cipher and work on one at a time. And the next thing was Will thought of sex or had sex on the brain most of the day. There was always someone he was pursuing.
One thing Will had told me was that he use to help throw swinger parties with his frat brothers, so he says it was about money and he never got into the sexual side of it but all and still he threw these parties. He said he would perform at them (male exotic shows) he also was sort of I guess you could say a man Madame. He seemed to have frat brothers that were married so he would always FIND a woman for them to hook up with to have sex. And he also provided his home for some raucous behavior. He loved watching he told me, “I just can’t sleep with any and everybody” This was really not the root of the problem. I later found out that Will had many more issues.
Will had asked me to do some pretty way out stuff for a person who had just met me. He asked me to call a few of my GF’s and ask if we could drive over there homes, honk the horn and have them come outside and be a judge to rather he had a big penis or not. (Confused) I had tilted my head to the side when I had heard this request. Who does this? Who would think like this? Can you imagine someone honking a horn, you come outside and judge what a man/woman’s private looks like and then go back in the house? I told him that I would not call any of my associates with such non-sense and I didn’t know anyone who would do that. I told him that he needed to ask his friends. He said that he has done that already. So I am sitting here thinking how much more validation do you need about how big or small you are? Of course I had not seen it, but he had told me that he was happy with it and that because he wanted to extend his audience more and start dancing in clubs. And that there were a lot of men that danced in ATL as male performers. Now you must understand that these men stripped down to nothing! And I can surely tell you that they do not do that in the clubs in Cali unless you are having a “private party”
So you see Will had told me that there were men whom he knew were larger than he was and from what I gathered he was intimidated. Really? So then I started thinking. And my thinking went many different ways! Was Will gay or down-low?
Will had asked me to do many crazy off the wall things that were very peculiar to me. He had asked me if I would have sex with his married frat brother because his wife was not giving him the type of sex he wanted (oral) and the women whom he had been with were all “low-life’s” and gave him a hard time. But I was a mature well rounded woman whom he believed I would be perfect and that I would get paid every time we had sex. Of course that was a no!!! And I was also asked if we all three could have sex, and if I would have sex with his frat brother and he watch!!! Now of course Will told me that his frat brother was asking him to ask me! He had left his business card with me, which I clearly tore up. I felt they were both at the center of it in my opinion.
It was one day that Will had asked me if we could have sex together, at this point and time I hadn’t been with anyone in over a month. The lover I had was having major ex-wife issues, child support, money, and job and home issues. And it was not going to work out at all.
I was shocked that Will had got his Janis backpack and low and behold inside of it he had put a……
My time is up, but hopefully you will catch up with me again for the 11th episode of Erotic Cities the Flip-side…. I am back giving you the full skimmy!
06/2011
Just Toy
Written Expressions
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
EPISODE THREE/EROTIC CITIES
It is so ironic, today as I was out and about focusing on me and the things that were in my future. And it seems as if since I started writing this column. My eyes have seen more, and my ears have heard more. It is the truth, I decided to go to the library and write today to get a different vibe and energy. As I left the library, I walked a very short distance to Starbucks to grab a mocha frap. As I sat outside at one of the tables, a gentleman from Brooklyn, New York approached, his line was original, however I soon found out why he had come and spoke to me. He asked if I had a lighter, which turned to be false. Because as we vibing and gelled very well with our conversation, he then pulled out a lighter!
We talked, shared, all was great. Until the end of the great conversation, of course the conversation went to sex, as most conversations do with adults. But this young suitor spoke that he was a very shy person. However how does a shy person come up with a real quick way to speak to you? And how does a shy person speak about how he will have sex with you and look you in the eye? Erotic City, here we go again.
As with the last column, I promised to finish up from where I left off. And that is with one of the most annoying men that I had suspected as being an undercover lover who is open about his attractions to women. But not as open about his attraction to men. I have come to notice, well in this incidence I am of course going to explain. There are some men that are real persistent with women and have sex on the brain all the time. Maybe you can relate this to a buddy of yours, man of course. Maybe your brother or classmate. Now what I am about to say is no offense to any heterosexual men. However, I am very leery of a man who sleeps sex, eats sex, looks at sex, is sex, breathes and lives his life through sex. Are there men who have an addiction to sex? Sure there are! There does come a time in life where we all can not have sex on the brain, regardless in myth opinion how Dr.’s have stated how often men think of sex a day. But when you are so persistent in your search and need for it, for me it raises a flag. Not with all men, and not with half. The percentile is low, however for me when a man talks about all the women he wants with you, states he wants you too. How often he is having sex, for me it is a cover up! Yes I said it and meant it. It is a cover up so that know one real know that you really are attracted to men.
This man went overboard all of the time with his sexual lust and desires. He pursued me relentlessly for “ass” however I then began to ask what type of sex he was asking for. And he literally meant what he said or asked for. So that had me question his sexuality. They say there is a first time for everything, and it is indeed. But I never had a man be so insistent in asking for anal sex! Of course the red flags are raised, and being at this company for a year and a half. Now I have others as well as this gentleman saying he is “gay” He told me that there were people at the company that would come and tell me that he was gay. He said he didn’t let it get to him. Please keep in mind, I was not seeking nor wanting to know a lot about the individuals I worked with. I wanted to have them as colleagues only; I didn’t want to hang with them after work either. I know the person you may see at work is not the same person outside of work. However I had so many people so willing to give the dirt on so many at the company. I knew that I would get to know them on my own and have my own perception of them.
When my co-worker had revealed that he loved women too much to be with a man, too much to even consider a man. It was over a period of three months that I had really spoken with him and seen another side of him that I was now attracted to. No fronts are ego grandstanding, I seen this side of him after I had turned him down profusely of having sex with him. It was not until he opened himself up that he shortly went back to being the overbearing sex fiend.
I believe that while I was here I have dated at least three men that later made me have some thoughts that they would, could, and may have been with men. I truly loathe when I feel as if I have been taken for a ride by anyone, and having the wool pulled over my eyes by a man in seclusion about his sexual attraction to men hurts, but bothers me more. And here in Atlanta it had gotten blown out of the water!
And if you are asking had I had a sexual liaison with a man that I felt went both ways, well, yes I did. I didn’t find out until after we had been intimate with each other. With two of them, I later met their friends, people they worked with, and also ran into women that were now “friends” and came to me and told me stories. Of course I immediately put the brakes on the sexual experience. I then began to investigate a little more. And I too saw the other side that was in a so-called closet.
I was told so many times by so many different people about the down-low and gay men here in Atlanta. Every man that I met seemed to be homophobic in some sort of way. I could not have a conversation with a man here without him bringing up the subject of the gays that resided here in Atlanta and how out of control it was here. If I were to put all the men that I had met from the time I moved to Atlanta, 70% had told me that they were hit on by a gay man. I am not being cruel or dislike gay men; I am making a very valid point here. The down-low population is extremely high in the city of Atlanta that gay men question most men! Why wouldn’t they? Many of them of course lead double lives. The infamous Piedmont Park hosts a night in the park where a lot of “heterosexual” men that are married, live with their significant other, engaged, or have a girlfriend. These are the men that go and have these quiet affairs with openly gay men and still pursue “heterosexual” women. And in this city of over whelming proportions, men now being more open to “try” something new. But why pursue women with a hard velocity to where now you seem like a hound? That every woman that passes you by, that you see, encounter, you have to say something. Because you are fighting to save yourself from the lust of being with a man. I do not go and sleep with a lot of men because I am fighting from being with a woman. Sex, sex, sex, sex, sex!!!! All the time as much as I can with any and every man?
I was now getting more and more paranoid of dating men in Atlanta. I had begun to look at all men with one eye brow raised. Can you blame me? When you have talked and spoke to men (everyone I had met) spoke on the gay men here, the down-low men. I was hearing this more from men than women. Which also had me questioning the fact of why in the very beginning of meeting a man they were speaking of the gays in Atlanta? The heterosexual company I had met and kept now had their boxers in a bunch! This was a concern for them just as it was a concern for heterosexual women. And I had met many women who knew that their husband, fiancée, or significant other slept with men. But were so hard up to have a man in their life that they accepted it. And let’s say that’s in the same origin of women being hard up and having a man who is already taken.
This is not what I was down to do. I did not want any man that wanted another man just to say I had a man. That was a mouthful! I wanted a man who was only attracted to women, so now here lies the perplexity of my situation. I had begun to now ask men when I first met them, “Have you ever been with a man?” “Are you bi-sexual?” Now I was acting as the Romans, and when in Rome this is what some do. I was slipping into the mode of offending “heterosexual” men. Just as they pleaded their case to me in regards to women asking them the same question. But I was asking because there were alarms going off all the time in my head. This had nothing to do with a man having feminine ways. It is cruel to say a person has the “look” of being a lesbian or a gay man. Now of course you can tell by the appearance of some but not all of them.
The openness of whatever, however you want it was out of control. When any man or woman (not just a few) walks up to you and openly tells you what they want from you, and what they want to give to you. I mean flirting is a beautiful thing, it truly is. I enjoy flirting and to be flirted with. Throwing myself at someone has never ever come into the forefront of my brain. Never have I thrown myself and my beliefs on anyone!
SWINGERS
The visits I had to Atlanta prior before moving there were wonderful! I saw grand opportunities, prime real estate, an overall better life than where I had come from. Rent was affordable, housing, it seemed as if they were giving houses away! There were so many places a girl like me could go and shop, eat, poetry houses, coffeehouses, lounges. And the city overall had the largest networking group that in my opinion was unheard of! It was so much more of that bohemian flavor that I craved to be around. People like me that wanted so much more and were not given the same opportunities where they originally lived. Atlanta offered so many people small business loans, and the information was not hidden from the residents. Seminars and public meetings all free, plenty of resources.
I had met and spoke with people that had taken a small hustle and made it into a lucrative business that has brought in a huge income. Example; I met a man that had started a business in taking seniors to the store and to their doctors appointments. Of course they have services with the mass transit system Marta that assisted people. But this was mostly for those with a form of disability.
What started out as helping the people that lived in the neighborhood let this man purchase a van, and now he has a transportation business where he was able to quit his full-time job! And all it took was two years to reach this echelon.
I also met two men who had started a cleaning service that would go clean offices that had sometimes one or two floors. I met this man online, and he worked it seemed all the time to get this business off the ground. Later when he had sent me a hello through the website, he had pics of the new home he was building from the ground up! It was a mansion; no way could one do that where I had come from.
Understand that I did not move here on a whelm just because Atlanta was a hot spot. It took me twenty plus years to finally move here, I knew what I wanted, and I was open to do what I had to make my dreams of a better comfortable life come true.
So now I will share with you some things that I later found out after moving here. I was told by quite a few that if I was invited to a club called “Trapeze” not to go. Well the party life, night life, club life was not in my social scheme anymore. Atlanta is very popular for its party life. I asked what was this club, and I was told it was a swingers club. A swingers club? Really? You can pay to walk into a club and have sex? This was unheard of from where I came from. We had no such things. And these clubs like the Trapeze were many and legal! I was shocked and very surprised. And the people took it as if this was normal! How can a place that was considered a part of the Bible belt, that didn’t serve liquor out of any store on Sunday have swinger clubs???
Well, my time is up again. Tune in next week for the many lives of swing Dom. Erotic Cities The Flip-Side every Wednesday!
“Just Toy”
5/2009
www.justtoywrittenexpressions.com
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
EROTIC CITIES THE FLIP-SIDE
THE DIRTY DIRTY SOUTH
EPISODE TWO
Atlanta a city that was placed on the map because the Olympics was hosted there. This is what I refer to as the “gold-rush” era. In the 90’s is when so many people from everywhere came to attend the festivities and watch the various sporting events.
Atlanta had to prepare for this, so the city built hotels all over the place! In the suburbs and of course there were a lot erected around and by the airport. It was like this city had resurrected of some sort. Of course Atlanta is the capitol of Georgia. So here comes all of these new visitors seeing the beauty of Atlanta, housing was cheap, the land beautiful. The place friendly, so now people were making moves form the “big city” down to the south. Major corporations had moved their headquarters to Atlanta. Of course they all saw the potential, and they (Atlanta) had to provide jobs for these millions of people whom had flocked there.
Then there was Freak Nik, what started off as a spring break event hosted and promoted by a popular DJ. He had the right connections to get Hip-Hop artist to come and perform in the city of Atlanta. He had no set place for the event; it was given at various places all over the city. Mostly parking lots or parks. Of course this event had a city permit. Here the college kids (which whom it was for) Clarke University, Morehouse, Spellman, and all other colleges and Universities could kick back and have a great time. They were able to come see live performances from some of the top artist in Hip-Hop.
Now what ended up happening was that word had spread of Freak Nik, and you now had not only college students from Atlanta coming to Freak Nik, but you had other teenagers coming from other states to attend the festivity. However, as Freak Nik grew in its popularity, it attracted adults in their early twenties late twenties and their thirties. Of course we all know what goes on at spring break with young kids. Drinking, drugs, and sex, so now everyone would like to test the waters and have a free for all.
I was astounded when I spoke to men that actually made their vacation plans around Freak Nik. How they spoke of the illicit sex that was had by many right their in the daylight! Women stripping, drinking, women fondling each other, exchanging oral favors with the men, young men and older (too old for that scene) drinking and acting out from seeing all that flesh. Can you imagine the eroticism that went on? This had now gotten way out of control. It was no longer about the free concerts, it was now to the point that people were gathering in various places, taking up parking lots where no one was able to get in or out of the parking light. Men walked around with guns, women were being raped, and also gang raped. Calls were made to the police to come break up the disruptive behavior. Of course there was smoking and selling of drugs, and both sexes drunk out of their minds. This was an event that the men could ask outwardly and very forward could they have sex.
It had hit the fan, Freak Nik had caused riots, and it was banned from the city of Atlanta. They have spoken about bringing it back here. But it left such an atrocious taste in her mouth (Atlanta) she was now something she never ever wanted to be, a hoar, and prostitute.
And during the five year stint of Freak Nik, more explorers had moved there. How wonderful for the many women and men in Atlanta. I was always told the positive and wonderful things about the city. How artsy it was, how beautiful, how easy it was to start a business, how easy the hustle was, the land of plenty, cheaper housing, more for your money. The men were respectful, (really?) and the list goes on and on.
I believe that things can leave forever a bad taste in ones mouth, example; the Holocaust, slavery, crack, Reganomics, AIDS, the black plague, the Bush administration. Bad memories, unhealthy times and weights to carry for so many of us. Well for over the 8 million people that had moved there, woe unto them. Women and men were having illicit affairs everywhere. Marriages were breaking up because the women and men were so lose with themselves.
And because of the unattractive energy Freak Nik left upon the city. A place where she was graced to serve the world Olympics ruined! Ruined by sex, lies, and so many raw tales of what goes on there.
Freak Nik in Atlanta was devastating, had all these people thinking and feeling it was okay to express them selves when and where they wanted. I moved to Atlanta in 2006, so I was far from the Freak Nik days. And here were people acting as if the festivity still reigned upon the city of women and men there.
THE COMPANY I WORKED FOR
LUST & NO SHAME
There was a man that was fired from the company before I got there for receiving oral copulation from a woman that worked there. She was giving him oral sex in the parking lot of the job! There were women and men sneaking off at lunch and having sex at the nearby park, and inside cars. Supervisors would be fired if they had any relationships, friends and anything else with employees. They could not fraternize with anyone that was a customer service representative of the company. Of course this stopped none of them.
A lady who was a supervisor was having and affair with a young man seven years her junior there. She was thirty-six. She gave him money, she let him get away with tons of things, and they hung out after work. Went on trips, and she was his supervisor. She had been with this company for years, and she had a lot to lose being in the throes of such madness. But she was hooked, hung up by her lust for this young man. I heard she had screwed quite a few dudes at the company. And if I were judging from outer appearances, she would not be my choice of a woman that I would have sex with (if I were a man). However she did have a beautiful personality. However the kind, loving, warm and sensitive woman that she claimed to be was living a double life! She would quote Bible scriptures and sing of Gods goodness and mercy. (And I have no problem with that at all) However in the same breath would be sending pictures of her in compromising positions, clothing, and body parts to the men that worked in the office with us. How do I know? I seen them, and a supervisor she wanted so bad told me of the illicit photos and as well showed me what she had sent him. It was not attractive to me, for a woman to want a man so bad, only having his number because “he” being a new supervisor was told to exchange numbers with his fellow supervisors. Only to be sent pics of her private parts.
She threw herself to many men there in the company, the confusing part for me was. Why would you want to speak on God and put yourself in a bad light? We are all suppose to lead by example, you cannot do that of you are the opposite of what you speak. Well, of course this is my opinion.
There were so many episodes of how vicariously I lived my crazy want and need for sex. I mean I guess one could call me a siren, I loved flirting, but I just could not be so open with so many at one time. Well, let me correct that. I have had lovers, men that I have dated. And I have dated more than one man at a time. I just did not do it with five to six men working, living, and playing on or in the same playground. When Toy does, Toy makes it an effort not to confuse one man with another. And not to “cross breed” or “pollinate” those in close proximity of one another. Why? Who needs to know all of my business? How and what I enjoy doing? It seems to me we can (or for those who can) be at times promiscuous. And yes I have been a busy little beaver, but not with the CEO, the COO and three to four of my co-workers that are present in the office. I am an adult, and refuse to have someone wagging their tongue about my fetishes and fantasies. I figured they were all talking about me, curious about my sexuality, the women probably feeling me or not feeling me. Jealous or not jealous, I exuded I know a sexual aura about myself. So let I them eat cake! By the way I had not been, or had a casual sexual experience with anyone at any job that I worked at…Until…but I will get there.
It seems to me that when some people get caught up in the sexual liaisons of the flesh they start off with what they feel maybe “undercover” and then some how, some way, they begin to start slipping up and now many people know the “erotic” side of you.
There were of course the down-low men that worked in the company. Of course men are jaded by other men that may have what they don’t have. The same way it goes with women, and let me state for the record. I am not the individual that labels men as “dogs” neither are women “bitches”. See in my eyes I feel that one sex is not worse than the other. There are men and women in prison and jail for the same crimes. They of course are just housed separately at different facilities, and because of how some are so sexual and can not reframe from being sexual. What happens? They turn to each other, those who may have never ever thought of being with the same sex. And some have life ten, twenty-five years or more. Well, who wants to not have sex all those years? (Hmm?)
There have been many writers and authors that have written books, articles, and have spoke on live TV (taped) of the down-low men that are living in Atlanta. I have been told by many that if there were any undercover, of course no one knew. There were no openly gay people living in Atlanta. But all of a sudden it became what some would like to say the “gay mecca” and by the looks of things it does seem to be so. I have nothing against gays or lesbians, and those who crossover to the same side of those burning sands. I do have an issue with women and men who can not be honest about their sexual desires. One should not have to experience death or some STD because you indulge in such lust.
Well of course there were some men who I questioned their sexuality if you read the Episode One of the Dirty Dirty South. Then you can recall the gentleman that had told me he wanted to kiss me. And this was his first time meeting me and introducing himself to me. Well, he was very down-low, or was he? I mean he openly flirted with men and women right in front of my face! Talk about bold! However he would deny that he liked men, “we” all said that his best friend and he were lovers because they stayed up under each other all the time at every waking minute.
There was a younger guy that worked there who was a sharp dresser, very cocky, arrogant, overly bold, and had an extreme crassness with the words he used. It was as if he never thought before he spoke. I had many incidences where he would speak the foulest things to me in a flirtacous manner. He was extremely aggravating, and this went for most of the women that worked there. However of course there were some who liked how he spoke to them and would oblige him.
Oops, that is my time. I will be back next week with more tales of the Erotic Cities The Flip-Side every Wednesday. And I will continue with this story…..
Just Toy
www.justtoywrittenexpressions.com
5/2009
THE DIRTY DIRTY SOUTH
EPISODE TWO
Atlanta a city that was placed on the map because the Olympics was hosted there. This is what I refer to as the “gold-rush” era. In the 90’s is when so many people from everywhere came to attend the festivities and watch the various sporting events.
Atlanta had to prepare for this, so the city built hotels all over the place! In the suburbs and of course there were a lot erected around and by the airport. It was like this city had resurrected of some sort. Of course Atlanta is the capitol of Georgia. So here comes all of these new visitors seeing the beauty of Atlanta, housing was cheap, the land beautiful. The place friendly, so now people were making moves form the “big city” down to the south. Major corporations had moved their headquarters to Atlanta. Of course they all saw the potential, and they (Atlanta) had to provide jobs for these millions of people whom had flocked there.
Then there was Freak Nik, what started off as a spring break event hosted and promoted by a popular DJ. He had the right connections to get Hip-Hop artist to come and perform in the city of Atlanta. He had no set place for the event; it was given at various places all over the city. Mostly parking lots or parks. Of course this event had a city permit. Here the college kids (which whom it was for) Clarke University, Morehouse, Spellman, and all other colleges and Universities could kick back and have a great time. They were able to come see live performances from some of the top artist in Hip-Hop.
Now what ended up happening was that word had spread of Freak Nik, and you now had not only college students from Atlanta coming to Freak Nik, but you had other teenagers coming from other states to attend the festivity. However, as Freak Nik grew in its popularity, it attracted adults in their early twenties late twenties and their thirties. Of course we all know what goes on at spring break with young kids. Drinking, drugs, and sex, so now everyone would like to test the waters and have a free for all.
I was astounded when I spoke to men that actually made their vacation plans around Freak Nik. How they spoke of the illicit sex that was had by many right their in the daylight! Women stripping, drinking, women fondling each other, exchanging oral favors with the men, young men and older (too old for that scene) drinking and acting out from seeing all that flesh. Can you imagine the eroticism that went on? This had now gotten way out of control. It was no longer about the free concerts, it was now to the point that people were gathering in various places, taking up parking lots where no one was able to get in or out of the parking light. Men walked around with guns, women were being raped, and also gang raped. Calls were made to the police to come break up the disruptive behavior. Of course there was smoking and selling of drugs, and both sexes drunk out of their minds. This was an event that the men could ask outwardly and very forward could they have sex.
It had hit the fan, Freak Nik had caused riots, and it was banned from the city of Atlanta. They have spoken about bringing it back here. But it left such an atrocious taste in her mouth (Atlanta) she was now something she never ever wanted to be, a hoar, and prostitute.
And during the five year stint of Freak Nik, more explorers had moved there. How wonderful for the many women and men in Atlanta. I was always told the positive and wonderful things about the city. How artsy it was, how beautiful, how easy it was to start a business, how easy the hustle was, the land of plenty, cheaper housing, more for your money. The men were respectful, (really?) and the list goes on and on.
I believe that things can leave forever a bad taste in ones mouth, example; the Holocaust, slavery, crack, Reganomics, AIDS, the black plague, the Bush administration. Bad memories, unhealthy times and weights to carry for so many of us. Well for over the 8 million people that had moved there, woe unto them. Women and men were having illicit affairs everywhere. Marriages were breaking up because the women and men were so lose with themselves.
And because of the unattractive energy Freak Nik left upon the city. A place where she was graced to serve the world Olympics ruined! Ruined by sex, lies, and so many raw tales of what goes on there.
Freak Nik in Atlanta was devastating, had all these people thinking and feeling it was okay to express them selves when and where they wanted. I moved to Atlanta in 2006, so I was far from the Freak Nik days. And here were people acting as if the festivity still reigned upon the city of women and men there.
THE COMPANY I WORKED FOR
LUST & NO SHAME
There was a man that was fired from the company before I got there for receiving oral copulation from a woman that worked there. She was giving him oral sex in the parking lot of the job! There were women and men sneaking off at lunch and having sex at the nearby park, and inside cars. Supervisors would be fired if they had any relationships, friends and anything else with employees. They could not fraternize with anyone that was a customer service representative of the company. Of course this stopped none of them.
A lady who was a supervisor was having and affair with a young man seven years her junior there. She was thirty-six. She gave him money, she let him get away with tons of things, and they hung out after work. Went on trips, and she was his supervisor. She had been with this company for years, and she had a lot to lose being in the throes of such madness. But she was hooked, hung up by her lust for this young man. I heard she had screwed quite a few dudes at the company. And if I were judging from outer appearances, she would not be my choice of a woman that I would have sex with (if I were a man). However she did have a beautiful personality. However the kind, loving, warm and sensitive woman that she claimed to be was living a double life! She would quote Bible scriptures and sing of Gods goodness and mercy. (And I have no problem with that at all) However in the same breath would be sending pictures of her in compromising positions, clothing, and body parts to the men that worked in the office with us. How do I know? I seen them, and a supervisor she wanted so bad told me of the illicit photos and as well showed me what she had sent him. It was not attractive to me, for a woman to want a man so bad, only having his number because “he” being a new supervisor was told to exchange numbers with his fellow supervisors. Only to be sent pics of her private parts.
She threw herself to many men there in the company, the confusing part for me was. Why would you want to speak on God and put yourself in a bad light? We are all suppose to lead by example, you cannot do that of you are the opposite of what you speak. Well, of course this is my opinion.
There were so many episodes of how vicariously I lived my crazy want and need for sex. I mean I guess one could call me a siren, I loved flirting, but I just could not be so open with so many at one time. Well, let me correct that. I have had lovers, men that I have dated. And I have dated more than one man at a time. I just did not do it with five to six men working, living, and playing on or in the same playground. When Toy does, Toy makes it an effort not to confuse one man with another. And not to “cross breed” or “pollinate” those in close proximity of one another. Why? Who needs to know all of my business? How and what I enjoy doing? It seems to me we can (or for those who can) be at times promiscuous. And yes I have been a busy little beaver, but not with the CEO, the COO and three to four of my co-workers that are present in the office. I am an adult, and refuse to have someone wagging their tongue about my fetishes and fantasies. I figured they were all talking about me, curious about my sexuality, the women probably feeling me or not feeling me. Jealous or not jealous, I exuded I know a sexual aura about myself. So let I them eat cake! By the way I had not been, or had a casual sexual experience with anyone at any job that I worked at…Until…but I will get there.
It seems to me that when some people get caught up in the sexual liaisons of the flesh they start off with what they feel maybe “undercover” and then some how, some way, they begin to start slipping up and now many people know the “erotic” side of you.
There were of course the down-low men that worked in the company. Of course men are jaded by other men that may have what they don’t have. The same way it goes with women, and let me state for the record. I am not the individual that labels men as “dogs” neither are women “bitches”. See in my eyes I feel that one sex is not worse than the other. There are men and women in prison and jail for the same crimes. They of course are just housed separately at different facilities, and because of how some are so sexual and can not reframe from being sexual. What happens? They turn to each other, those who may have never ever thought of being with the same sex. And some have life ten, twenty-five years or more. Well, who wants to not have sex all those years? (Hmm?)
There have been many writers and authors that have written books, articles, and have spoke on live TV (taped) of the down-low men that are living in Atlanta. I have been told by many that if there were any undercover, of course no one knew. There were no openly gay people living in Atlanta. But all of a sudden it became what some would like to say the “gay mecca” and by the looks of things it does seem to be so. I have nothing against gays or lesbians, and those who crossover to the same side of those burning sands. I do have an issue with women and men who can not be honest about their sexual desires. One should not have to experience death or some STD because you indulge in such lust.
Well of course there were some men who I questioned their sexuality if you read the Episode One of the Dirty Dirty South. Then you can recall the gentleman that had told me he wanted to kiss me. And this was his first time meeting me and introducing himself to me. Well, he was very down-low, or was he? I mean he openly flirted with men and women right in front of my face! Talk about bold! However he would deny that he liked men, “we” all said that his best friend and he were lovers because they stayed up under each other all the time at every waking minute.
There was a younger guy that worked there who was a sharp dresser, very cocky, arrogant, overly bold, and had an extreme crassness with the words he used. It was as if he never thought before he spoke. I had many incidences where he would speak the foulest things to me in a flirtacous manner. He was extremely aggravating, and this went for most of the women that worked there. However of course there were some who liked how he spoke to them and would oblige him.
Oops, that is my time. I will be back next week with more tales of the Erotic Cities The Flip-Side every Wednesday. And I will continue with this story…..
Just Toy
www.justtoywrittenexpressions.com
5/2009
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