I don’t like memes, but I like books. Here’s the meme instructions:
1. Grab the nearest book (that is at least 123 pages long).
2. Open to p. 123.
3. Go down to the 5th sentence.
4. Type in the following 3 sentences.
5. Tag five people.
from Ridin’ Bitch by Toni Amato, published in Best Lesbian Erotica 1998 edited by Tristan Taormino, selected & introduced by Jennifer Levin:
With one hand on the bike’s gleaming gold gas tank, Nick asked, “How’d you get to work, Chi-Chi?”
“I caught a cab. The car belonged to my ex. I got the apartment, she got the jalopy.” She threw one long leg over the seat of the bike and leaned forward, her elbows on the handlebars. Her open coat showed her cleavage above her unbuttoned shirt, her nipples at attention in the night air.
“You’re gonna take me for a ride on this big old thing, aren’t you?”
(More than 3 sentences, I know.) BLE ’98 is one of my very favorite of the BLE anthologies, although mostly it is for two specific stories – this one, Ridin’ Bitch, and Clash of the Titans by Karlyn Lotney. They are two of the first butch/femme strap-on smut stories I ever read, and they definitely formed my internal sexualized gender psychic landscape.
Aside from that, Clash of the Titans is one of the best written smut stories I’ve ever read. The characters, the pacing, the multiple scenes of sex and power play. I can probably quote most of it by heart, I’ve read it so many times.
Consider yourself tagged, if you’d like to try this out.
"The broken glass caught candlelight and bounced tiny white prisms of radiant matter throughout the room like shooting stars. Part of me wished Nathalie and I could be under actual stars that night, that we could go to a cemetery with armfuls of bright orange marigolds wrapped in newspaper cones to lay on gravestones, to picnic and drink and play music in distracted celebration of the dead. But, clearly, that was not likely to happen in Manhattan."
from Like Son by the gorgeous Felicia Luna Lemus. that was fun, and thanks for sharing your b-f strap-on formative smut!
"I would suggest running. By starting slowly and carefully, getting checked by a physician if there is any question of health, and working up to the point where one can run an hour without fatigue, it is almost certain that the PA state will be achieved on a fairly regular basis. How long this takes depends upon the person, but if there is no attempt at competition and the runner runs alone in a pleasant natural setting, addiction should occur within a year."
Positive Addiction by William Glasser, M.D.
I'm currently reading it for school. It was written in 76 and it sucks ass but that last line made me chuckle. Throw away that needle and pick up some sneakers! Too much.
"She was a graceful boi with a face that flashed back and forth between beautiful and handsome depending on her expression. A boi is someone who doesn't have so much to prove. Bois are kind of dirty. Sexually dirty, but also we're not in the clean, pressed, buttoned-up world… we're like little urchins. A lot of us are artists." – Female Chauvinist Pigs… From Womyn to Bois.
"Young people, Ahlberg observes, choose the fourth option, that of romantic love. This domain of sexual values 'dictates that sexual activity is all right so long as the people are in love, regardless of their marital status. The "romantic love" moral regime…leads to a form of sexual activity characterized by serial monogamy, where loving relationships occur in quick succession between female and male adolescents of the same group…While the relationship lasts, adolescents may not practice safe sex, simply because they consider themselves at no risk: their relationship at that particular time is firm and involves just one faithful partner'"
– A Plague of Paradoxes, AIDS, Culture and Demography in Northern Tanzania by Phillip Setel.
The chapter is called "Personhood and the Pragmatics of Desire" which is oddly suiting for this blog.
Toni's piece in Best Lesbian Bondage Erotica was the best piece in there. I'm going to have to check out that collection of erotica because I always love a good strapping story.
"Dicken, find the Crystal Gate! Find it! Come to me, to your Jezebel!"
There! Dicken was there! Miraculously, the exchange had happened. With her softself still in Dicken's child body, Jez continued to endure Wundu's thrusts. But now Dicken's softself, barely awake and aware, inhabited Jez's body. It spoke through Jez's libps. "Jez! What gives? What–"
"Love me, Dicken!" Dicken's lips pronounced. "Love me now!"
-from Sally Miller Gearhart's The Kanshou, Book one of Earthkeep…my beautiful butch turned me on to this lovely lesbian author. Gearhart's most famous book in called The Wanderground