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"I plead guilty!" Oops, I was daydreaming about a different line of questioning.
At the moment, I'm excited about my first public interview, which happens to be
conducted by the mysterious "-E,"
a vibrant gal hailing from Texas who appears to have much more going for her
than she'd like you to believe. She's an honest blogger, which instantly places
her a cut above the rest.
Check in on
her adventures for your own reading pleasure sometime...there's a sexy pic
waiting for you! I told you she's a cut above the rest.
Having been put to a provocative interview herself in the blogging community,
she was responsible for conducting the same for at least five others (which will
now be my own task...watch out my fellow blogging buddies; you know who you
are!). And I'm one of the chosen ones! I was hoping for some daring questions,
and she's definitely dished a few to me in her post titled "Tara
- Tainting and Corrupting." What's she trying to insinuate about my last
name??
I have to choose at least five of the six questions to answer. Let's get
started...
- What is the "oddest" show that you've ever been
to? Do you ever write about such things?
Well, I guess I'm about to, aren't I?
Unfortunately, I've never been to a "donkey show" as one of your fans asked,
but thank you for taking me back to a fond memory of my more innocent
days...
There's an S&M club in Atlanta, Georgia that one of my friends decided to
treat me to upon my visit. It was part of an entire evening designed to
introduce me to as many new experiences as possible. Imagine my excitement!
This particular club included many glass-encased rooms behind the walls in
which different groupings of people were participating in almost any
activity you can imagine together. The first scene I witnessed was off a
pair dressed in the standard black latex, one woman in a very primitive
looking dentist's chair and a man standing above her playing doctor. The
woman reclined in relative silence, only wincing in pleasurable pain as the
man stuck needles through her skin in patterns across her chest, one end in
and back out again. The patterned lines of needles were eventually attached
to fishing line strung from the ceiling to, yes, elevate the woman by.
Still, the pinnacle of the evening and all of the little shows put on was a
gal, naked head to toe and her hair in pigtails, sprawled on a platform
surrounded by her audience. She masturbated with a small rubber whip while
everyone watched and then proceeded to pop out fresh cherries (complete with
their stems!) one by one after her orgasm. And of course, she fed them to
the men in the audience.
And I haven't seen anything as exciting since.
- What one piece of advice would you give to the
ladies to make them good in bed? What would you tell the men?
This is an easy one, and the advice applies to both men and women. The most
important key to good sex is - you've heard it before - communication.
You can't be a good partner, giver, or recipient until you're comfortable
and confident with not only exploring what you do like and want (and what
your limits are) but actually communicating them to whomever you're
playing with. Bad sex only happens when no one demands what they actually
want, is too shy to ask for it, or is having sex with someone they're not
truly attracted to in the first place. Avoid that at all costs.
What's this I keep hearing about women faking orgasms?! Do they think
they're doing themselves a favor by not insisting on their own satisfaction
or preventing a partner from learning how to please them? Come on, girls.
You deserve more.
- What is your most embarrassing moment?
This is a hard question, because you can only be embarrassed if you choose
to be. I prefer not to ever feel guilty, embarrassed, or otherwise unhappy.
It's no fun. Still, my most laughable or odd moment (so far) would have to
be from my time spent travelling in the southern hemisphere. I was in active
pursuit of this hot bartender in a small town bar in New Zealand, which led
to me being asked to stay after closing time. Yada, yada, yada, said
bartender has made a cozy little love nest for the two of us in front of the
fireplace and one of his passed out coworkers crashed on a couch nearby.
Things get hot and are going along just fine until I see something hovering
above our naked bodies. We pause the action to discover the other bartender
has risen, still with drink in hand and a huge smile on her face, and is
thoroughly enjoying the show. I knew the guy was my type when we looked at
her, looked at each other, and carried on. We were having way too much fun
to stop; at least we had our priorities in the same place. Of course, I
found out the next day that the bar was covered in security cameras and one
of them most likely caught my white ass in the air on tape.
- Do you ever get hate mail for your site? What
is the worst, or most humorous, thing someone has said?
Unfortunately, my site is too new for any hate mail to come my way. At
least, that's what I'm hoping. I'm thoroughly excited about the opportunity
to receive such humorous correspondence. I hear wonderful things from other
edgy bloggers. I just can't wait! They'll make for some interesting blog
topics.
- What advice can you give to shavers the world
over to not get ingrown hairs and the like?
Well, when it comes to the legs, I don't think anything can beat the close
shave of a man's razor. But when it comes to going completely bare "down
there," I've never found anything that prevents your getting those nasty
bumps and ingrown hairs except for what's simply called the
personal shaver that I found online when I was determined to show my
partner a new side of me. I've used it forever since (and so has he). I
don't know how it works, but it does. It gets right next to the skin, but
through a protective screen so that there's no possibility of getting cut no
matter where you're sharing or what direction. It's a godsend to women (and
men) everywhere. All you need is a clean area, some baby powder, and you'll
be smooth in minutes...oh, and your sex life will be forever changed!
Of course, it's the most fun when you have someone else do the shaving for
you.
- What one thing in this world could you not live
without and why?
That one's easy too. I couldn't and can't live without plain old honesty.
You'd think that's easy to have, be given, and maintain, but the world
really encourages the opposite. I've spent too many years being taught to be
conservative, repressed, under the thumb of someone else's ideals (from the
parents and on), that I just can't stand for it anymore. I have to be, and
that involves presenting my whole self to everyone I interact with, no
holding back. And I certainly can't stand others who can't respect me with
the same. Life's short; we should give the gift of our real selves to grant
ourselves the best relationships and for everyone's advantage.
Now, that wore me out! I feel so....reflective now.
Thanks for the questions, - E! I can't wait to read everyone else's reviews as
well. Ah, and now I'm out for my own victims to carry on the legacy...
I'm coming after a few of you in e-mail. Now, I need two more volunteers! Any
takers?? Don't be shy...
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