At the very end of last year, I opened my email and was absolutely delighted to see a message from Molly (of Molly’s Daily Kiss) asking if she could interview me for her new podcast, the KissCast. Of course I said yes – how awesome was that?
So in early January we got together on Skype and talked enthusiastically about many things, the end result of which is this, the fourth episode of the KissCast. (I recommend the others as well – they’re great listening!) Molly was a wonderful host who asked great questions about all sorts of things. Between the laughter there may even have been some answers!
I’m in love with someone who doesn’t fit the so-called gender binary. I’m in love with someone who has breasts and a penis, wears their hair long and occasionally sports a goatee, who prefers to be in skirts but pairs them with stompy boots. Are they simply a woman? No. Are they simply a man? No. Am I attracted to them? Absolutely.
Gender is not a binary – even though media and social perceptions reinforce it every day.
Written as part of The Gender Book project, as I am a Gender Scout! You can see my earned badges here, if you scroll down.
There are two things you need to know about me and panties.
The first is that ‘panties’ is a word is despise. Utterly. Call it ‘underwear’, call it ‘lingerie’ – hell, call them ‘undies’ or ‘gruts’! Ideally, I prefer ‘knickers’. But if you value your serenity, don’t call them panties if you’re within earshot of me. (If that’s what you like to call them, that’s fine, but that’s not what I wear.) *shudders*
For a long time I was uncomfortable with the term ‘queer’ – at least when it came to applying it to myself. Despite knowing that many people regard it as an umbrella term for those of diverse sexual orientations and gender identities, it didn’t feel like it was a label that was right for me.
I’m quite particular about my labels. I really like to have them, with the proviso that I have chosen them myself – and I write them on removable stickers, in pencil! So sure, I’ve plastered myself with pansexual and polyamorous – either of which is enough for various friends to tell me that the label suited me. But I needed to work it through for myself, to see if it was a term I could come to terms with, reconcile to my sense of identity.
So we all know that I’m a bit of a perve, and that I really like to watch. My penchant for voyeurism came in handy when sitting down with the second volume of Buck Angel’s Sexing the Transman XXX series, and there was plenty to see! The first DVD came out last year (it was really hot), and so my expectations for this second offering were high.
Unfortunately I didn’t have a partner to watch with me this time around – but it did mean I could stretch out comfortably on the couch; have the pleasure of drooling appreciating and scribbling notes as I went; stop and start if I wanted to write a quote down – and giggle like mad at the Behind the Scenes extras!
A little over a year ago I was reading A.E Brain’s blog when there was mention of a documentary called Intersexion. Directed by Grant Lahood and narrated by Mani Mitchell – an intersex New Zealander – it’s about the personal stories of intersex individuals from all over the world. I knew comparatively little about what intersex was at the time, but given my distaste for culturally entrenched gender binary, I definitely wanted to learn more.
One of the fantastic things about wearing a Share dildo is that when you’re having your cock sucked, you can feel it All. The. Way. Down. Having Hylas’ lips wrapped around my shaft made my clit pulse, my cunt clench, and my g-spot wake up and say hello. He’s enthusiastic and slurpy and extremely good – and I get off on it both physically and mentally. What a good Pet!
(Click-throughs on everything.)
I do love having my own cock. Not that touching someone else’s isn’t wonderful! But having own own, tucked between my legs; hanging out in my pants; jutting proudly and claiming attention? That’s utterly exciting.
This beauty is the Fun Factory Share. Now we all know that I love my Share XL – but the ridges are a challenge when it comes to that nicely paced in-and-out movement in arse-fucking. So when Hylas suggested we get the Share … hell yes!
I was feeling pretty butch when I escorted the lovely Demeter to the movies the other week. Probably helped by a) robots on my undies, b) wearing my packy in those undies, and rocking a singlet under my t-shirt.
It was the perfect opportunity to get photographed in the parking building, late at night…keep looking »