WHAT SHE FORGOT - ANOTHER FRIDAY NIGHT BEDTIME STORY
Written by Miss Bliss on September 14, 2008 – 12:36 pm -A little erotica to help you sleep more soundly…
“Hey, girl, sit at the bar and I’ll be right over,” she says as she carries a tray of drinks to a booth in the back. You watch her hips switch back and forth as she walks away and am once again overwhelmed by her casual beauty.
At the bar, you pull up a stool and wonder if you overdressed. Maybe you should have worn jeans; it seems a little silly to be hanging with a girl in her workplace in a tight black dress and platform heels. But you wouldn’t feel pretty in jeans and, to be honest, it’s already a fight to feel secure next to her perfect dancer’s body. Plus, you haven’t seen her since that night you first kissed and then went home together.
You worried hooking up with a girl had flipped her out, but just when you were going to ask her, she called and invited you here. To be in her company again thrilled you, so you ignored the quiet voice in your head that said, “If she liked you, she’d have seen you right away. She wouldn’t wait a month to call if she was as into it as you are. Inviting you to see her at work is a way to create distance…”
You shake your head and order a vodka and soda and wait for her return.
The bartender asks how you know Sabine. You say, through mutual friends in New York. “I love New York,” he says, and you nod with a smile, hoping he doesn’t ask anymore questions. Luckily, he likes talking more than listening, and fills up the time describing his favorite New York restaurants.
When Sabine finally finishes with her table and joins you, the first thing you say is, “I was just telling him about how we met in New York.”
For a second she lifts an eyebrow and then smiles. “Those were great times,” which almost sounds true. It would be too awkward to say we met in a gay bar. The friendship would certainly be suspect, then.
She sits on the stool next to you and says, “How have you been?”
Aware of the bartender, you say, “Great. How about you?”
“Well, I met a boy…”
Your heart stops but you try to appear happy for her. “That’s great. Where?”
“I went to a club with some friends and this guy asked me to dance, and he is a fierce dancer. We danced all night and the crowd stopped just to watch us.” She smiles and says, “And the sex… Oh my God! He is unreal. Sometimes, he’s almost too much for me.”
Hearing about her fucking some dancer makes your jaw tighten. Doesn’t she know who she’s talking to? Doesn’t she have some inclination that you may not want to hear about her current guy? “When did you meet him,” you ask, trying to sound casual.
“I don’t know… A month or so ago?” Right around the time the two of you hooked up.
Feeling bitter, you want to ask if it was before or after the night she soaked your bed with her juices, but you don’t. Instead, you ask, “So is he your boyfriend?”
She laughs. “Oh, goodness, no! He’s just my summer distraction.” Looking up, she sees a new table and says she’ll be back in a sec.
You order a second drink and your stomach aches. Did she forget how intense the sex had been between you? Because you remember, and one night dancing with some guy wouldn’t make you forget.
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Closing your eyes, you go back in time and see see her approach you at the bar in West Hollywood. You couldn’t believe a hot girl was coming onto you in your favorite gay bar. Surrounded by men, she discovered you and bought you a drink.
“Come here often,” she said jokingly.
“No. But now that I know gorgeous girls come here every once in awhile, I might just come out more often.”
“Cute shoes,” she squealed, and the two of you spent the next ten minutes complementing one another. “Oh, look, a booth is opening up. Let’s sit.” She grabbed your hand and led you through the dancing male bodies until you reached a darkly lit booth.
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Sabine comes back to the bar and places an order for her newest customers. Leaning into your ear, she whispers, “He just texted me to say he might be stopping by. You’ll get to meet him!”
You are beginning to wonder if her sharp features and sparkling emerald eyes have distracted you from the fact that she is totally insane. “When is he coming?” This time your voice is hard and you don’t try to hide it.
“Right now. He says you’re welcome to go out dancing with us when I get off.”
“That’s generous of him,” you say sarcastically.
She looks at you with concern. “He’s a really nice guy. You’re going to love him.”
“I didn’t come her tonight to meet your boyfriend,” you say, hoping the bartender doens’t overhear.
“What,” she asks.
“Never mind,” you say.
The bartender brings her table’s drinks and she places them on a tray and is off again.
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In the back corner of the gay bar, she picked up your hand and exclaimed, “Oh, your hands are so pretty and tiny!” Her fingers traced yours, turned your rings to face out properly, and then finally lifted your hand to her lips. Slowly, she kissed the back of your hand, then turned it over and placed a long kiss on the palm. You felt her touch all the way down to your toes.
With your other hand, you touched her lips and then leaned in and kissed her. Tasting like candy and fresh water, you breathe her in and let your tongue dance with hers.
“I think we should get out of here,” she said.
“Want to have a drink at my place,” you asked, amazed that this sensuous creature appeared out of nowhere to love you. She picks up her bag and the two of you walk out to the parking lot hand-in-hand.
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“I think I should go,” you say when she returns.
“Why? Don’t go! You just got here.”
She doesn’t seem to understand why you don’t want to meet this guy. Was she drunk the night you hooked up? On drugs? It would be impossible to know. After all, you were strangers when you met. You really know nothing about her.
Finishing the second drink quickly, you feel the alcohol burning through you. Since you are petite and didn’t eat dinner, the alcohol is unusually strong. “You know why I don’t want to meet him,” you say with a force that surprises you.
Her smile leaves her lips for a moment and you see her debating with herself. She sits next to you once more and grabs one of your hands. “I don’t think there has to be any drama.”
You don’t know what that means and tell her so.
“I want to be your friend,” she says.
“I want to be your friend, too,” and you do.
“So I want you to meet the people in my life.”
“Why,” you ask, finally drunk enough to have no filter.
“Because you’re amazing,” she says lamely. But you have figured out the truth between the words she is saying. Instead of facing the intensity of your love, she wants to bury the memory of that night. She needs you to meet her boy “distraction” in order to reconfirm her heterosexuality. If you are friends, she doesn’t have to question why that night happened or what it means.
*******
She was the one who asked you to get the strap-on out. She demanded you fuck her until she came and you did. She put it on and fucked you directly after. She was the aggressor. She knew exactly what she wanted and made it happen. She chose to sit on your face until your tongue, lips, chin and nose hit all of her secret spots and made her gush sweetness all over your face, neck and chest. She was the one who held you so close while you slept that you couldn’t excise yourself to go to the bathroom. And, she was the one who woke you with the light flicker of her tongue on your inner thigh.
When she left, you believed she was a lesbian.
When she left, she pushed the delete button and hid behind a straight identity.
When she left, you thought she’d come back.
*******
You stand up and leave a twenty on the bar for the drinks. “I’ll meet him next time.”
“If he’s still around,” she says with a laugh.
You look directly into her eyes and smile goodbye, then walk out the doors into the night.
XOXOXOXO
BLISS WARRIOR
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IF YOU ENJOYED THIS BLOG, YOU MAY ENJOY OTHER EROTICA BY BLISS WARRIOR:
SPIN THE BOTTLE PART ONE, PART TWO, AND PART THREE
FOLLOW MY RULES PART ONE AND PART TWO
CAPTIVATING THE COLLEGE GIRL PART ONE, PART TWO, AND PART THREE
TOUCHING UNDER THE TABLE
WAKE ME UP WITH YOUR TONGUE
YOU MADE MY BRAIN COME
LEARNING TO LOVE STRAP-ONS
ONE FRENCH AFTERNOON
WALKING HOME IN HER PANTIES
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UPCOMING EVENTS FOR BI-GIRLS THIS WEEKEND:
- Friday, 12 September 2008
DENVER - HAPPY HOUR FOR BI/BI-CURIOUS LADIES ONLY
VIEW EVENT - Friday, 12 September 2008
HOLLYWOOD - BURLESQUE SHOW THAT SUPPORTS PETA
VIEW EVENT - Saturday, 13 September 2008
SAN FRANCISCO - FRINGE FESTIVAL PRESENTS FLUID: A PERSONAL EXPLORATION OF “BI” SEXUALITY
VIEW EVENT - Sunday, 14 September 2008
NYC BACKYARD GARDEN BRUNCH
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EVEN CANADIANS WATCH THE L-WORD - TALES FROM TORONTO, PART 2
Written by Miss Bliss on June 11, 2008 – 10:49 am -“Do you watch the L-Word,” asks the lovely Marcela, a German-Spanish Canadian.
“I certainly do,” I say. “There’s nothing I love to hate more than the L-Word.” Seven bi-girls have met on a sunny Saturday in June for conversation, community and fun. Already, the food has been eaten, drinks have been downed, and strangers have become friends.
“Come on, now. It’s a fun show to watch,” Marcela says.
“Look, I would watch anything Jennifer Beals does. Ever since Flashdance, I just love her. I think she’s great on the show and I am so glad her marriage with Tina ended so we could see her seducing new girls.”
“I love her and Shane,” says the pretty blonde to my right.
“Everyone’s in love with Shane,” I say.
“The scenes with Shane and Paige were just gorgeous,” says the beautiful brunette to my left. “I’m sorry that relationship ended. Paige has the greatest tits, don’t you think? And I heard Shane’s a real lesbian, and I think Max is, too.”
“I saw Shane once at NY Pride,” I say. “She’s definitely gay. I’m bummed they took Max’s character and made the only pretty butch on the show a pre-op transgender. Why couldn’t she just be the hot butch? Does every lesbian have to be an uber-femme super model?”
Marcela says, “I think they’re trying to bring awareness to transgender issues, which is good. Whatever they can do to create drama they will do because it’s a soap opera.” She turns to her auburn-haired friend on her left and asks, “Do you watch the L-Word?”
“I don’t have cable,” she says.
“My man is a computer guy,” says the asian beauty across from her, “we just download the episodes and watch them for free.”
“I love Cybill Shepard on the show. I thought she was just terrific,” the girl next to me says, and the table agrees.
“I hated Jenny so much until the end of this season,” says Marcela. “I just felt so bad for her when her assistant took over her whole film and her life. It was so sad.”
“Jenny deserves to be hated,” I say. “The best part of this season was when the writers realized that these girls would HATE Jenny and NEVER hang out with someone that self-absorbed and annoying.”
“And she’s the Canadian on the show,” says my co-host, Harper, and the table laughs.
“I’ve read some articles written by bisexuals about the show and they have many valid critiques,” I say.
“Like what,” asks Marcela.
“Well, Tina and Jenny both dated men at some point in the show, but they are also the most annoying characters. They always talk about Alice being bi, but she’s only interested in lesbian relationships,” I say. “I remember there was this one episode that started with each of them pointing a ‘gay-dar’ at each other. When it pointed at Alice it read ‘bisexual’ but nothing about her behavior seems bi to me.”
“Just because she’s only dating women now doesn’t mean she’s a lesbian,” says Marcela.
“True,” I say, “but the writers seem to critique any type of relationship that is not strictly monogamous. This season they had the sexiest scene when Shane met a lesbian couple that was in an open relationship. They invited Shane to join them for a threesome which was incredibly hot. But in the next episode, they punished their audience for enjoying the hot scene when they showed one of the girls lying to be with Shane behind her partner’s back. So, the message was, girls in open relationships are liars.”
“Whatever creates drama,” says Marcela. “Can you believe there are only 8 episodes left?”
“Only eight,” asks the brunette next to me.
“Next season is the last season.”
“Let’s just pray that Bette doesn’t get back together with Tina,” I say, “and let’s hope there’s a lot more sex and a lot LESS talking.”
Canadians should watch The L-Word, I think, as the conversation switches once again. After all, it is shot in Vancouver, the Los Angeles of Canada. And, no matter who I am with - bi-girls, lesbians or straight girls - everyone loves to hate it and can’t stop watching it. But then again, who wouldn’t want to watch beautiful women make love?
Are you a fan of the L-Word? What do you love about the show? Are you someone who loves to hate the show like me? What drives you crazy and what keeps you watching? Let me know!
XOXOXOXOXO
BLISS WARRIOR
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IF YOU ENJOYED THIS BLOG, YOU MIGHT ENJOY READING ABOUT OTHER BLISS BRUNCHES:
FROM TOMBOYS TO FAB FEMME GIRLS - TALES FROM TORONTO, PART 1
GET OUT OF YOUR HOUSE AND MAKE A BI-GIRL FRIEND
AN ODD PLACE TO MEET A BI-GIRL
THE STRANGE FOLKS ON CRAIGSLIST
THERE IS NO “ONE-TYPE” OF BI-GIRL
SHE’S A PERFECT GENTLEMAN AND SHE’S PACKIN’
I HAVE A CONFESSION TO MAKE
MY MOM OUTED ME OVER THANKSGIVING DINNER
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COMING UP ON BLISS WARRIOR:
THURSDAY - THE BEST FROM THE HOTEL BLISS GUEST BLOG - Read what other bi-girls are writing!
FRIDAY - SPIN THE BOTTLE, PART 2 - Bliss brings you the second part of this Friday Night Bedtime Story. Did you miss Spin the Bottle, Part 1? CLICK HERE to catch up. ****************************************************************************************************
LOS ANGELES GIRLS WHO WANT TO TEA:
GUESS WHAT? I DID NOT REALIZE THAT I SCHEDULED OUR HIGH TEA DURING NEW YORK’S PRIDE WEEKEND. I WILL BE IN NYC TO PROMOTE BLISS WARRIOR AND HOTEL BLISS SO I NEED TO RESCHEDULE OUR TEA. THE FIRST WEEKEND IN JULY IS THE 4TH OF JULY WEEKEND, SO I AM WONDERING IF JUNE 21ST IS BETTER THAN MID-JULY? PLEASE LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK.
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DESPERATE AT 30 WEEKS - AN EXCERPT FROM MY MISERABLE, LONELY, LESBIAN PREGNANCY
Written by Miss Bliss on May 21, 2008 – 10:25 am -Dearest Readers, I introduced you to my marvelously funny and talented friend, Andrea Askowitz, in my blog, Sharing the Same Sperm: A Love Story. This month Cleis Press is releasing her hysterical and poignant memoir, My Miserable, Lonely, Lesbian Pregnancy, and I am proud to share an excerpt of her book with you.
XOXOXOXOXO
BLISS WARRIOR
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Desperate at 30 Weeks
An Excerpt from My Miserable, Lonely, Lesbian Pregnancy (Cleis Press)
by Andrea Askowitz
I was thirty weeks pregnant, which is seven and a half months. I was big when I got this new, yet vaguely familiar feeling. I got pregnant alone, using an anonymous sperm donor and had spent the first 7 and a half months of my pregnancy feeling sorry for myself because I didn’t have a partner. I didn’t have anyone to have sex with either, but I was too depressed to care.
WEEK 30, DAY 2
“I’m finding it difficult to get laid,” I say.
Ravi, my friend who has had more sex than anyone I know, says, “Oh, you’re back.”
I say, “I’m back more than ever.”
“Plenty of people would want to have sex with you,” he says, “especially when you’re pregnant.”
“Who?”
WEEK 30, DAY 3
My downstairs neighbor at work, who’s a professional photographer, asks me to pose for a book he’s doing on pregnant women. He shows me his pictures, which are stunning and unique, just bellies mostly.
He and his assistant set up lights in my office. He is confident as he snaps my picture. He tells me how to stand or turn. He talks about how beautiful pregnant women are, how beautiful I am. I take off my clothes.
I have known him for more than a year and always thought he was a friendly guy. He is very good-looking: black with light skin and big dark eyes and long eyelashes. He has a straight nose and full lips with perfect white teeth. His head is shaved, which makes him look more like a boy than a man. He is only 26.
He chats a little but never stops shooting. I tell him pregnancy is hard. He nods. I start to think he’s sexy.
“Who takes care of you?” he says.
“I do.”
“Who rubs you down?”
“No one.”
He puts his camera down and says, “Don’t be shy to call me.”
I go home and call Ravi. “I’m going to have sex,” I say.
“With who?”
“The photographer man at my office.”
“Uh, you’re a lesbian.”
“That doesn’t mean I can’t have sex with a man. What should I make him for dinner?”
Ravi suggests pasta primavera. “And don’t forget to play the CD.”
Several months ago, when Ravi was Internet dating, he gave me his secret weapon in case I ever needed to use it. “This CD is too potent to name,” he said. “By the fifth song it’s guaranteed to get anybody to take his clothes off.”
WEEK 30, DAY 4
I call the photographer, and he comes over. He brings oil and lotion, for different parts of the body. He seems to know massage.
We eat dinner. I don’t think he likes the primavera. He is quiet. I think maybe he’s nervous. I ask him if he has a girlfriend or a boyfriend.
He says he only dates women, but that he’s single. “I don’t want a girlfriend. I’m focused on work.”
“But don’t you want love and sex?”
“I have two girls who give me head whenever I want.”
“Do you go down on them?”
“No.”
“Why not?”
“They just do it for me to keep me out of trouble.”
“What kind of trouble?”
“You know.”
“No.”
After dinner he wants to get right to the massage. “What should I wear?” I say.
He says, “Nothing. I’ve already seen you naked.”
True, but now I’m nervous to be alone with him. I can hear my neighbors talking, so I think if he gets psycho, I’ll scream, and they’ll come in.
I put the CD on low, put on boxers and a tank top, and lie down on my side on the bed. My belly is too big to lie face down. He starts with my back, under my shirt. His touch is firm and strong. He uses lavender oil, one scent I love, even while pregnant. I am relaxing. I take off my shirt and he massages my arms, my neck, and my belly really gently. My baby is happy.
He spends a lot of time on my belly, making circles with his warm hands. I watch his hands; they are confident. His fingers are big and lean and pretty. He has very little hair on his latte-colored arms.
His circles get wider and then he runs his hands over my breasts. I am startled. My breath quickens.
I say, “That’s nice.”
He doesn’t say anything but does it again: He circles my belly and then touches my breast slowly and deliberately. One and then the other. I look at his face and find no reaction. He is staring at something on the wall. I say, “What are you thinking about?”
“Work,” he says.
“You’re thinking about work?”
“I have lots to do.”
Portishead is playing on the CD. Slow, rhythmic bass. “Is this sexy to you?” I ask.
“Do I want to have sex with you?”
“Well, that’s not what I asked, but do you?” I am breathing heavier now. I can’t help myself.
“Only if you really want me to.”
“No, I don’t,” I say. I don’t want to. This guy’s creepy. “But we could do other things.”
“Like what?” I look him up and down. His shoulders are broad, like a swimmer’s. His muscles show through his tight, white T-shirt. I look to see if he has a bulge in his jeans, but I can’t tell. He is barefoot.
“Well, why don’t you take your shirt off?”
“No, this is for you,” he says.
He then spends 45 minutes massaging my feet and legs. He takes several minutes with my toes and works his way, very slowly, over my ankles and calves. He rubs my knees and thighs and presses hard against my hip and then my butt. His hands are inside my boxers making circles on my butt the way he did my belly, and I am breathing heavy. I take off my boxers.
He lowers me onto my back, spreads my legs open and slowly kneads the inside of my thighs with both hands. He is rubbing and squeezing the soft flesh just below my groin. I arch up to receive him, but he moves his hands down. I raise my hips and he strokes me. I hear myself moan and this embarrasses me.
When he moves away I arch my back and he returns. I move my hips up and down. I am begging. Finally, he puts his fingers inside me and I move back and forth on his agile fingers. I am getting the most full-body massage I’ve ever gotten.
I ask again, “Now do you think this is sexy?”
“It’s pretty,” he says. “Your kitty is pretty.”
When the CD ends, he says, “Okay, I gotta go.” He leaves quickly.
I lie there awake, alone, thinking about being touched by anyone, even a strange black man who doesn’t want me. I take out my Pocket Rocket, which I keep in the drawer of my night table in case of emergencies, and, surrounded by the scent of lavender, make myself come before falling asleep.
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FIVE NEGATIVE STEREOTYPES ABOUT BISEXUALS
Written by Miss Bliss on February 18, 2008 – 11:26 am -Dear Miss Bliss,
I don’t know if I would classify myself as bi. I don’t really know what my sexuality is. I am only 22 years old and have been in a serious relationship for the past three years. I knew I was attracted to girls before I met my current boyfriend. I’ve been lucky in the sense that I can talk to my man openly about my bisexual feelings and he understands. His only rule is that he be allowed to participate.
The only problem is I don’t want him to be there when I have my first experience with a girl. A lot of it is my own insecurity and the other part is I want to experience my first time without an audience.
A year ago, I set out to find a girl to explore my curiosity with and - unbelievably - met someone through Craigslist and we really hit it off. When we finally met in person, I couldn’t believe my luck! Not only was she beautiful, we had so much in common, and there was never an awkward silence between the two of us. We knew right away that we could be great friends.
Towards the end of the date, things got very physical. Needless to say, there was a lot of alcohol involved and we weren’t very careful about what we were doing. We were hooking up in her car outside of my apartment and my boyfriend caught us in the act - naked and everything.
Before I continue, you should know that my boyfriend is a very stereotypical Latin man who is jealous, possessive, immature, but also loving and passionate, and he worships the ground I walk on. He was very hurt that I went out with a girl behind his back and it took a long time and a lot of apologizing to get him to forgive me. In the end, he told me that I could no longer see this girl or even talk to her. He even went as far as calling her and telling her to stay away from me. Of course, she got freaked out and we decided to cool it.
It’s been a year and I have not been able to forget her. The whole incident was devastating to me. Ever since then it’s been hard for me go out without my boyfriend without being grilled about the night extensively when I get home.
A lot of time has passed and my desire to be with a woman is overwhelming. I am constantly asking myself if I even want to be with a man at all. When we’re having sex I find myself fantasizing about being with a woman and that’s how I get off! I’ve tried to convince him to let me have a special “friend” on the side but he’s afraid I will leave him for her, so the same first rule applies: only if he’s involved. And I’m still not comfortable with that.
In a few weeks, I will be moving out of our apartment and I am hoping to use that new freedom to explore what it’s like to really be with a woman. I don’t know that it’s fair to stay in a relationship with him knowing that what I really want is a woman’s touch. However - and I know this sounds selfish - I am afraid to break up with him only to realize I can’t find a decent girl.
Can you give me some advice? Also, do you think what I’m doing is wrong?
xoxox
CAUGHT CHEATING IN THE CAR
Darling Caught Cheating,
It’s not often that I feel sorry for the jealous possessive boyfriend, but your letter has made it happen. It is also very rare that an Ask Miss Bliss letter makes me wonder if all of those negative stereotypes about bisexuals may just be true and accurate. Sweet girl, I know you are young, and I am so glad you wrote to me because you may never be a happy bisexual girl unless you make some changes in your behavior.
FIVE NEGATIVE STEREOTYPES ABOUT BISEXUALS THAT YOUR LETTER IS REINFORCING:
1. BISEXUALS ARE CONFUSED
It is fine to be unsure if the labels bi, straight or gay are right for you. However, if you are calling yourself “curious” (and therefore, implying you are bisexual) when you are behaving badly (i.e., lying and cheating on your man) you are teaching him and your lover that bisexuals are liars and cheaters. Stop reinforcing the negative stereotypes we are trying to dismantle and get honest and open in your sexual behavior. There is no need to lie or cheat but you have to be strong to be ethical and honest. Know that the enemy is not your partner wanting to be involved - it is you for not being able to stick to the terms of your relationship!
2. BISEXUALS CANNOT COMMIT
Even though you know that your man is jealous and the two of you have agreed that you will not do anything with a girl “unless he is involved”, you still lie to him. You are not brave enough to break off the relationship to explore your “curiosity” on your own. Instead, you go behind his back on the Internet searching for girls, and even go on a date with a girl and get naked right in front of the apartment you share, and are still mad at him when he can no longer trust you. Do you see how you are reinforcing the negative stereotype that bisexuals cannot be trusted?
3. BISEXUALS THINK BEING WITH A GIRL BEHIND THEIR MAN’S BACK IS NOT CHEATING
Lesbians have a right to be angry and/or suspicious when bisexual woman come on to them in bars because of “curious” girls like you, darling reader. Bi-women who are in serious relationships with men often believe that their man has no right to be jealous when they are with girls because “they wouldn’t leave him for a girl.” Many sincere, kind, sexy lesbians have been toyed around with lying curious-and-not-sure-if-they-are-bi girls who are cheating on men. I am sure your perfect girlfriend was “freaked out” when you’re man called her to tell her to stay away from you - but she was not just freaked out by him. She learned that you were lying to him and to her, and what girl would want to date someone like that? No wonder some lesbians want nothing to do with bi-girls; they have been burned by behavior similar to yours.
4. BI-GIRLS SHOULDN’T HAVE TO INCLUDE THEIR PRIMARY PARTNER
Darling girl, many bi-curious girls say that they want their first time with a girl NOT to involve their partner for two reasons: (1) it is much easier to hook up with a girl when no man is involved, and (2) they do not trust their man enough to share the experience with him. But here, again, is why this type of behavior reinforces negative stereotypes about bisexuals. First, it demonstrates that you do not want to enjoy a lover to DEEPEN your connection with your primary relationship. Second, if your man does not approve of you being alone with a girl for the first time, then anything behind his back is cheating. Just because she is a girl and you think you will not fall in love with her does not make it fair to lie and cheat. What you need to be working on is your relationship with your man. If he will not let you have lovers on the side and you will not include him, then you need to get a therapist and start couples therapy immediately. Or, it may be time to end the relationship because it is obvious you do not respect his needs or his feelings. Don’t reinforce the stereotype that bisexuals cannot have healthy long-term relationships; just get honest.
5. BISEXUALS WANT THEIR CAKE AND TO EAT IT, TOO
According to your letter, you have already had a “first time” with a girl in a car but you now want a second “first time” without your man’s involvement even though you KNOW it will hurt him terribly. In order to do this, you are going to move out of the apartment you share so you will have “easier access” to girls. Well, this is fine except for the fact that you are STILL planning on lying to him because you do not want to end the relationship out of fear of being alone. Darling, this reinforces the stereotype that bisexuals are selfish and only care about their own sexual desires and pleasures. By lying to your man, you are also setting up relationships with women that are based on lies. You WON’T find a healthy relationship with a woman until you are ready to date in an honest and respectful manner.
Darling Reader, there are so many amazing bisexual woman who are honest with themselves, their partners and their lovers. Their lives become happy and drama-free just by being ethical and responsible to the people they love. Be the Bi-Girl You Want to Meet and get honest. It just makes life better and easier.
OXOXOXOXOXOXO
BLISS WARRIOR
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SHARING THE SAME SPERM: A LOVE STORY
Written by Miss Bliss on February 6, 2008 – 4:37 pm -“Darling, girl,” I said to her, “I cannot wait for your book to come out.”
While my husband and I were in Miami, we had the pleasure of dining with our good friend, Andrea Askowitz and her beautiful new girlfriend, Victoria. We first met Andrea in Los Angeles while she was pregnant, single, and writing her upcoming memoir, My Miserable, Lonely, Lesbian Pregnancy.
“May 1, 2008 is the due date. I’m finally having a book,” Andrea said. Curly haired and fiercely funny, Andrea’s book chronicles her artificial insemination and lonely pregnancy as a single mother-to-be.
“When we first met,” said Victoria with a sexy Spanish accent, “I just fell in love with Andrea, and her daughter is so gorgeous! Such a sweet girl.”
“Her daughter is beautiful, isn’t she,” I replied.
“We haven’t seen the little one in over a year,” my man said.
“I wish you could have seen her, but it’s good for us to have a night out once in awhile,” said Andrea.
“She amazes us. She’s so smart, so kind… Just the most perfect little girl.” Victoria smiled and touched Andrea’s hair. “You two don’t know how lucky I am to have met Andrea. When I read her book - you know she has that one chapter where she tries to make love to a man who has come to massage her…”
“That is an amazing chapter,” I said, proud to have been in the same writing workshop with Andrea when she read it for the first time. “A lot of people don’t realize that some lesbians occasionally enjoy being with men or even want to be with a man.”
“I know,” Victoria explained. “I read it and said, ‘This is so hot. You have to expand it. I want to hear more!’”
“See,” Andrea said, “Victoria’s like me. A proud Lesbian Bisexual.”
“I read a study somewhere,” I said, “where lesbians, over the course of their lifetime, tend to have more male sexual partners than straight women do.”
“Really,” Andrea asked. “I guess that makes sense.” We threw around some theories as to why that may be true and decided the cool lesbians were more open to all sorts of sexual encounters as they discovered and defined their own sexual identity. Some girls had to experiment with men and women until they found the right partner and the sexual orientation that fit them.
“Did we tell you that Victoria’s trying to get pregnant,” Andrea asked, changing the subject.
“You are? That’s wonderful,” I said.
“Are you being artificially inseminated like Andrea was,” my husband asked.
“Yes,” Victoria said beaming and Andrea kissed her on the cheek. “I’m on the hormones now. We’re using #3342’s sperm.” In Andrea’s memoir, #3342 is an important - albeit absent - character. The tall, brilliant, anonymous sperm donor who Andrea chose to be inseminated with is only referred to in her book (and in her life) as his donor id: #3342. Victoria continued, “Andrea’s daughter and my baby will be siblings! Little did Andrea know when she purchased eight extra vials of #3342’s sperm and froze it, that someday her girlfriend would use it to get pregnant.”
“That is the most romantic and beautiful story I’ve heard,” said my man.
“Isn’t it,” Andrea said with joy.
“It is,” I said smiling. “Do you want to get pregnant again, Andrea?”
“Didn’t you read my book? No way! No more pregnancies for me.”
We laughed as my man and I held each others’ hands, delighted that science had made a new type of family possible.
XOXOXOXOXO
BLISS WARRIOR
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INTERESTED IN READING ANDREA ASKOWITZ’S MEMOIR, MY MISERABLE, LONELY, LESBIAN PREGNANCY?
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SHE’S A PERFECT GENTLEMAN & SHE’S PACKIN’
Written by Miss Bliss on January 29, 2008 – 3:07 pm -
“I dated the cutest butch girl,” Melissa says with a smile. “I’m a girly-girl and usually into feminine women, but this girl was so hot.”
It is a cool winter morning in Albuquerque, New Mexico, and five beautiful bisexual women have gathered for brunch, community, and conversation. This brunch is notable because this is the first brunch where all the attendees are experienced bi-girls with many stories to share.
“She really is the cutest lesbian I’ve ever seen,” says Melissa’s friend, Kairrie, a joyful and sparkling blonde. “When this girl goes out with us to a bar or a club, she wears a full tuxedo with a bow-tie and everything. But, what kills us, is she has the whole boy look from the hair, the clothes, the shoes… but, she wears full make-up. She’s the cutest boy and the cutest girl at the same time.”
Jackie has long blonde hair that pours down her back and cleavage artfully accentuated in a black plunging neckline. “God, what is up with the girls who wrap up their boobs and squash them down? I’m like, ‘You’re such a beautiful woman! Don’t hide your gorgeous breasts!’”
Kairrie looks down at Jackie’s bountiful chest, and says with a flirtatious giggle, “Goodness, speaking of gorgeous breasts…”
“Why thank you,” Jackie says.
“But it wasn’t just the tuxedo that made this girl so hot,” Melissa steers the conversation back to her original story. “Whenever we went out, she was the perfect gentleman. She opened every door, pulled out every chair, and wouldn’t let me pay for a thing. Not even a drink at the bar.”
“You haven’t told the best part,” Kairrie says. “When this girl went out, she was always packin’.”
“What does ‘packin’ mean,” asks Geneva, another fiercely intelligent, long-haired beauty.
“It means she goes out with a dildo in her underwear, right,” I ask. “They sell flaccid dildos now at sex stores for girls who want to go out with a special secret.”
“Oh, but this wasn’t flaccid,” says Melissa. “She didn’t just drop a dildo into her panties and go. She wore her strap-on and was ready to take me whenever she wanted.”
“It was erect,” I ask. “How’d she wear that thing around without poking into people?”
“She wore it down her left pant leg, so when we danced together, I could feel how hard she was for me.”
“Really,” I asked shocked. “She could dance with a strap-on?”
“She’s an amazing girl,” says Melissa.
“Speaking of butch lesbians,” says Jackie. “My Mom is uptight. She knows I’m a bi-swinger, and that’s fine with her, she just doesn’t want to know anything about it. That’s fine, but sometimes, what you don’t know can get you into trouble. My mom is really active as a referee for softball, basketball, and soccer and she’s straight.”
“Wait,” I say, “you said she’s a softball referee and isn’t lesbian?”
“Nope. The rest of them are, but she is not. She’s cool with lesbians and everything, but doesn’t know a thing about lesbian culture. That’s fine, except her ignorance almost got her into trouble. One night after the game, the lesbians ask my mom to join them for a drink. They go out drinking and when they are about to leave the bar, they ask my mom if she’d like to come home with them and make a Daisy Chain.”
The table erupts in laughter. “Does your mom know what a Daisy Chain is?”
“Nooooo,” Jackie says emphatically. “She has no idea it’s an invitation to a sex party.”
“Did she go,” I ask.
“Oh my God,” says Kairrie, “can you imagine?”
“Oh, no. She had to get up early for work the next morning, so she excused herself. But the next day she calls me and asks me what a Daisy Chain is. My jaw drops to the floor. I ask her why she wants to know, and she tells me the whole story. I cannot stop laughing. ‘What does it mean,’ she asks, and I say, ‘Are you certain you want to know?’ Because I am honest and I will tell her the truth but only if she really wants to hear it. She says, ‘Tell me,’ so I say, ‘Well, Mom, all the girls get around in a circle and each girl pleasures the next girl and no one is left out.’”
“What did your mom say,” I ask.
“‘She said, ‘Oh, I thought they were going to make baskets or garden or something…’”
We laugh and the conversation continues as Kairrie goes to the counter to get us another round of chai lattes.
XOXOXOOXXO
BLISS WARRIOR
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Dearest Bliss Warriors,
So sorry I was unable to post yesterday. I am in New Mexico and altitude sickness knocked me out yesterday. Now, I’m drinking water and feeling much better. xoxoxoxo BW
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MY MOM OUTED ME OVER THANKSGIVING DINNER
Written by Miss Bliss on January 24, 2008 – 2:03 pm -BRUNCH STORIES FROM MIAMI PART II
“I have two friends who are bisexual - they really wanted to come today but had other obligations - but they are going to be sad they missed this.”
Five brilliant, beautiful bi-girls have gathered together on a Saturday morning for brunch, community and friendship. The sun is bright in South Beach, Miami, and the art deco diner is full of people. In a large circular corner booth we share cocktails and stories.
“You have two bisexual friends,” Bianca asks. “Gosh, I don’t know anyone who’s bi.”
“Well, actually,” Nikki says in a sexy tone, “awhile ago, my friends and I created a scale to determine how bisexual we really are. We were drinking and it was late, and I don’t know how it came up, but we decided to make a scale from 1 to 10. 1 being completely heterosexual, 10 being completely gay. So, a five is someone who is truly right-down-the-middle, has no gender preference, bisexual.”
“Okay,” says Marina with a smile, “so what number are you?”
Nikki laughs, “I am a 7. Meaning, more often I’m attracted to girls, but I still like boys. One friend was an 8 the other decided she’s a 5.5. Now, we don’t know what that .5 means, but she certainly seemed to!”
“I wonder what number I am,” muses Bianca. “Can you know if you haven’t been with a girl yet?”
“Maybe you’re a 5.5, too,” I joke and the girls laugh.
“Oh my God, you guys, I have some big news to share.” The table quiets and focuses the attention back on Nikki’s beguiling smile. “A couple of months ago, I came out to my mother.”
“Wow. How did it go,” I ask.
“Great. She says, ‘I pretty much guessed it already’, then she goes and tells me all of these examples from childhood that showed I had ‘tendencies’” The table laughs. “She was really great about it, and she’s my best friend, so it just felt really good to tell her.”
“That is so impressive to me,” I say. “I haven’t come out to my parents, but I think I’m getting closer.”
“The funny thing is, over Thanksgiving, Mom outs me to the entire family.”
“What,” says Bianca.
“You were there,” asks Marina.
“No, thank God! But I guess Mom was just so excited to have a not-straight daughter that over turkey and potatoes she let it drop. I can only imagine her there, saying, ‘Oh, and now that you are all here, guess what? Nikki’s bisexual.’”
“What did your family do?”
“They might have been surprised but everyone’s fine with it now.”
“Your Mom is amazing,” Bianca says.
I say, “That is so sweet that she is so proud of you and who you are.”
“Yes,” Nikki says, “I am really lucky.”
XOXOXOXOXOXO
BLISS WARRIOR
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BLISS WARRIOR IS BRUNCHING IN SANTA FE, NEW MEXICO
THIS SUNDAY AT 11 AM
WE ALREADY HAVE 5 GORGEOUS GIRLS COMING
FOR FRIENDSHIP AND CONVERSATION.
EMAIL ME AT BLISS@BLISSWARRIOR.COM TO JOIN US!
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BISEXUALS ARE NO LONGER CONFUSED
Written by Miss Bliss on January 23, 2008 – 3:20 pm -Last week, the American Psychological Association announced the findings that bisexual women are not “confused”, or in a transitional phase to become lesbian. According to Lisa Diamond, an associate professor of psychology and gender studies at the University of Utah, the bisexual identity is a stable sexual preference and bi women continue to be attracted to both men and women over time.
Now, I know it comes as no surprise to my readers that bi-girls enjoy a sexual orientation that differs from heterosexuals and lesbians, but for the mainstream media, this is a breakthrough. Except for the Kinsey Institute at San Diego State University, there has been little research on bisexual men, and even less on bisexual women. This is the first qualitative, longitudinal study on female bisexuality.
According to USA Today, “Diamond conducted face-to-face interviews around New York state in 1995, when the women (who identified as lesbian, bisexual or unlabeled, but not heterosexual) were ages 18-25. She then spoke with them by phone every two years [for a period of ten years].”
Here are the findings Diamond discovered:
1. BISEXUALITY IS A STABLE IDENTITY
Bi women were more likely to switch between the identities of “bisexual” and/or “unlabeled” than call themselves “lesbian” or “heterosexual”. This is important because it demonstrates that bi-girls in college are not going through a “phase” or a “gateway period” to become lesbians or heterosexuals. If they identified themselves as bi in college or in their early 20s, they continue to identify as bisexual or unlabeled throughout their life, even if they marry men.
2. STRAIGHT GIRLS MAY EXPERIMENT WITH SAME-SEX RELATIONS,
BUT THEY DON’T IDENTIFY AS BI
Some heterosexual girls may experiment with their sexuality during college, playing around with girls and boys, but they tend to identify as “heterosexual” and do not identify as bisexual. So if you are a bi-girl and wondering if the girl who wants to make out with you in a bar is really just a straight girl pulling your chain, you may just want to ask her if she considers herself “hetero”. If she does, she may not be the right girl for you!
3. BI-WOMEN ARE CAPABLE OF LONG-TERM, COMMITTED RELATIONSHIPS
When someone claims a bi-girl is incapable of committing to one partner, or will sleep with anything that moves, throw these statistics from salon.com back in their face: “The study found that not only were bi women capable of long-term, committed, monogamous relationships, but by the end of the study a greater percentage of bisexual (89 percent) and unlabeled (85 percent) women were in relationships than their lesbian (70 percent) or heterosexual (67 percent) counterparts.” So, being bi might just make you the BEST candidate for a long-term relationship.
Of course, more research needs to be done. Only 79 women participated in the study and the majority were white middle-class women. But the findings seem to accurately describe the marvelous female bisexuals I have known, so I applaud Ms. Diamond’s work.
Last week, The View discussed this study and some Bliss Girls saw it and wrote to me. The news media is still not comfortable believing that a bi-girl who marries a man is still bisexual. They want to argue that the girl has “become straight” and left that part of herself behind. Some bi-girls do find a man and have monogamous relationships, but they still identify as bisexual or unlabeled because they have not turned “hetero”; they have simply found the partner that is right for them. It is the same for bi women in committed lesbian relationships. For a bisexual, the gender is secondary, the person primary. I look forward to the study that demonstrates this truth to the media and the larger culture.
XOXOXOXOXOXOXO
BLISS WARRIOR
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LOS ANGELES BI-GIRL DANCE PARTY IS POSTPONED UNTIL FEB. 2ND
Darling LA Bliss Warriors… I have to go to New Mexico earlier than I thought, and Miss Tiger is swamped at work, as well. Organizing events takes a lot of time and patience, and this week we just can’t do it! But never fear, we will be out on the floor bringing the bi-girl magic next week. I hope you all come! I’ve missed my LA goddesses!!!!
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BLISS WARRIOR’S ELEVEN INSANELY HOT SAPPHIC SCENES
Written by Miss Bliss on January 16, 2008 – 6:00 am -Bliss Warrior prides herself on exquisite taste in film – and women. So I thought I’d share my favorite sensuous girl scenes and seek the opinions of all you Angels, Goddesses and Vixens.
Top Eleven Absolutely Gorgeous Scenes Of Women Making Love
There’s no porn here – everything’s available on NetFlix. And I’m not saying these are all great films, either. These are just scenes that drive me wild every time I see them, and remind me that girls who don’t love girls are just a little bit insane.
1-Unbearable Lightness of Being.
It’s 1988. Juliete Binoche photographs Lena Olin. Lena photographs Juliette. Bliss Warrior’s life changes forever.
2- Show Me Love.
Lukas Moodyson’s sublime coming-out story that’s really a luminous coming-of-age story. Lost and lonely Swedish teens Agnes and Ellin share their first kiss while an unlikely 80s power ballad plays on the car stereo. Trust me on this.
3- The Hunger. Catherine Deneuve and Susan Sarandon’s love scene is as shocking and hypnotic now as it was in 1983. It’s great fun to revisit this film and remember the moment Goth peaked.
4 - Exterminating Angels. Halfway through this
unholy French exploitation flick you realize you’re watching a self-indulgent male-menopausal misogynist cry for help masquerading as feminism. “Silly” is a kind word for this one. But the love scenes are some of the most gorgeous ever filmed. The restaurant scene is worth the rental, and the all-girl threesome will change your life.
5 - Aimee and Jaguar.
Required viewing. A Nazi’s wife falls in love with a Jewish girl who’s helping the resistance. It’s devastating, gorgeous, sexy as hell, and a true story. Great book, too.
6 - Bound. You knew this would make the list. If you still haven’t seen Gina Gershon & Jennifer Tilly share the most tantalizing first kiss ever, catch up. Quick!
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7 - Gia. This film’s influence on bi-girls is like the Big Bang – it’s still expanding. Trashy, exploitative, made-for-cable, and I own it proudly. The best performance Angelina J. ever gave – until “A Mighty Heart” (which is also required viewing, just for different reasons). Insanely hot. Damn.
8 - Desert Hearts. Helen Shaver & Patricia Charbonneau redefine chemistry with one of the all-time classic lesbian love scenes. It’s charming, it’s campy, and who doesn’t love a film about the 1950s made in the 1980s. The new 2 Disc DVD has extra footage you really should see.
9 - Bitter Moon. Not exactly a bi-girl film, but Polanski got creepy again in the early ‘90s. Hugh Grant spends half the film wondering how he can cheat on Kristin Scott-Thomas with Emmanuelle Seigner. Then Kristin gets her instead. Their moment is brief, but it balances out the brilliant psychological creepiness of the story. This film makes very uptight men even more uptight. I mentioned it was creepy, right?
10 - High Art.
I don’t think I can say anything about Radha Mithcell and Ally Sheedy’s scene that hasn’t been said by those more eloquent than me. This show is everything “The L Word” wishes it was. Before there was Shane, there was Ally Sheedy.
11 - Mulholland Drive.
Because, well, you know.
And if you don’t, rent it right now!
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IN CASE YOU WERE WONDERING…
Sorry frat boys, there’s no “Wild Things” on this list. Nothing against Neve Campbell or the former Mrs. Sheen, but that little piece of swimming pool infamy was two women PRETENDING to be into each other to sucker a man. It’s also a prime example of female bisexuality being used as a marketing tool to suck-in males. Not hot. (Neve more than redeems herself with Jolie Carter behind a gauzy curtain in the intriguing-and-yet-silly “When Will I Be Loved”)
There’s no “Chasing Amy” here either. Many love this film, but I could never get too hot for a story of a woman who thought she was lesbian until she was straightened out by Ben Affleck’s Goatee.
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Okay, ladies! Tell me what scenes and films you love. I’m waiting.
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WALKING HOME IN HER PANTIES
Written by Miss Bliss on January 11, 2008 – 12:20 am -It is Friday night, and for some of you, tonight will be a night of delight.
She will meet you for a cocktail at the lounge twenty or so minutes late. This doesn’t bother you; it gives you time to relax. You wait for her nervous, excited, and aware of the slight throb between your legs. Patterned stockings and knee-high pointed boots, you wonder what she will do when she sees you.
“Can I bring you a drink,” the waitress asks. She is in a short black dress and you notice her long legs. For a moment, you feel like a man must feel; always aware of the desire for women.
From across the room she approaches. In a short floral dress, belted, femme and glowing, she appears. You never expected her to get so decked out for you. Obviously, she spent time picking out the most adorable outfit she could find in her closet. She took so much time look her best and you are overwhelmed with gratitude and anticipation. She is having as much fun being on the date as you are.
After a few hours of drinks and conversation; after moments of knees touching, fingers lacing, her hand on your stockinged leg; after deciding who was more sober and would drive home… You arrive in her apartment, she pours you wine and you are both awkward for a moment. She’s talking a lot and you don’t know if you should kiss her or not. It all seems so much more intimate than you expected and you feel like a teenager again; awkward and slightly off.
But she is a bit older than you are, and definitely mo