Month: October 2014

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I was super nervous about introducing Sir to Pup when he visited back at the end of August. 

First, there’s always some awkwardness about being like “hello person I’m in a relationship with meet this person I’ve started dating a little.” Not to mention the fact that in the past there’s been a little awkwardness about authority and whatnot.

Second, Pup and I had just come off of a really awesome second date. I mean, probably the second best second date I’ve ever had besides the one I had with Sir (which was stellar). It was just one of those really crazy nights whose elements sort of fell together almost eerily perfectly. We decided to go to an arcade and play around like children, and on the way we found a twenty on the ground. While playing a few rounds of pool, we discovered we had really good chemistry. Afterwards, as we took a walk and were just talking, we passed what looked like the most comfortable couch ever that had just been left out on the sidewalk. I was looking for a new couch, and this one matched my freaking living room. So, we ran back to my place, I kicked off my heels and threw on sneakers, and we ended up carrying the couch to my apartment. Then, we made out on the couch, which ended up being super comfy even if it was missing one of its back legs (oh well, I’ve got it up against a wall.)

So, yeah, I’d just had this really great night with him and I didn’t want to make things weird by bringing my boyfriend/owner into that situation. But, I wanted to bring Sir to the munch to introduce him to my friends in the kink community there. And Pup was going to be there with his girlfriend. 

When Sir and I walked in, Pup and his girlfriend were hanging out right by the entrance. I got a little sidetracked because of course someone in my freaking graduate cohort had to be there (GAH) so I cleared up that situation as quickly as possible (it’s cool, guys.) And, when I turned around, I saw Sir talking to Pup and his girlfriend. They were all smiling and everything seemed at ease. I was so relieved. 

Of course, I immediately started blushing when Sir told me to tell them about how he’d taught me how to ride a bike just a year ago and I got all embarrassed and went to soft-shoe it out of there and then accidentally almost knocked over Pup’s drink because I’m the most awkward person on the entire planet.

And then I blushed again when I realized that Pup and Sir were kind of both flanking me while we were talking to other people and, after I’d pointed it out, they both put an arm around me. My cheeks were actually burning.

“Aw, look at you,” Sir teased. “How’s that make you feel?”

“Shut up,” I pouted.

Pup squeezed my hip, “no, I think you should tell us how that makes you feel.”

On the way out, Sir mentioned that he really liked Pup and his girlfriend, and as we said our goodbyes, we made plans for a double date before Sir headed back home.

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I just watched a kid break down in the bookstore because his books for the semester totaled $600 and that’s the american university system in a nutshell

I was on the verge of tears when I got to the cashier…

Hi, I’m interrupting my porn to comment on this. I’ve worked in publishing and I’m now working in academia, so I’ve seen this from both ends. The whole system is broken: both academics and students end up severely disadvantaged. But until the issue is fixed, do not pay for your textbooks.

The resources I require my students to use are 90% free and I try to keep purchased materials for my class under $30. If your courses are not providing options like these, please use the free resources that are listed in this post.

Education is one of the most effective ways to break out of the cycle of poverty, but higher education’s extreme cost is also one of the main ways larger organizations like Prentice Hall ensure that you stay there. You should not be paying more than double or triple a month’s groceries – depending on your situation – for books.

Im the anon re asking.. How to give a lap dance? I feel so clueless :(

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I’m sorry, I never answered this because I was at a loss of how to explain what to do!

I don’t claim to be an expert on giving lap dances. I have a little bit of a dance background and maybe that helps? I’ve been told I’m all right but I’m not exactly out here getting paid for my skills.

There’s some videos on YouTube, surely. And otherwise just go on what feels good and what your partner seems to enjoy. Or, better yet: go to a strip club and get a lap dance yourself!!!

Find somebody who looks friendly. Tell the dancer you want to give a lap dance to your partner and give a nice tip and maybe they’ll give a few pointers. But the best way to learn is to experience. Maybe even make a night of it with your friends: have dinner before, go out, make some crazy memories.

But like you have to respect that a lot of those movies are about real things, it’s going to be all men because there aren’t women there and they really did get shot at

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bitchologist-deactivated2016090:

Uh, that doesn’t really make me respect war movies more. I have… not your conventional American attitude towards the military? I understand that there are complex reasons why someone would enlist. It can be an economic thing—I know that’s why my brother joined the Navy. He didn’t have the grades to get scholarships to college, so he joined the Navy and they paid for him to get a degree in engineering. Or, maybe you have a family and the military is supposed to take care of your family if you join. Or maybe you were kind of a fuck up and you didn’t have much direction in your life so you joined for the structure and the prestige.

So I get the sometimes desperate situations that lead people to sign up.

However…

None of us are naive about war, the realities of war, the suffering that the civilians in the battleground country endure. You sign up knowing full well that there is a significant likelihood that you are going to kill other people. Maybe a couple of them are unambiguously bad, but a lot of them are people in the same situation as you who just happened to be born someone else and think they are doing the right thing, and a lot of them are going to be children and women and men who have nothing to do with the fighting, they are just geographically unlucky.

I understand being obligated to take care of your family and being between a rock and a hard place, but it’s unethical to say, “Yeah okay, I’ll murder people if you tell me to,” to alleviate your stress.

I also believe that the military conditions people to be racist, and this is just from my own experience—almost everyone I know who has come back from Iraq or Afghanistan has a serious hatred of brown people, even those who have nothing to do with the war. I was once at the grocery store with a vet who became literally purple in the face muttering slurs in English and Arabic at a SIKH. Whom he accused of looking at him and threatened. The Army conditioned him to see all brown people as a threat, and he does. It worked.

One of my sisters also was abused by two different Marine ex-boyfriends. I just believe that military service teaches you to be hateful and solve problems with violence and be out of tune with your emotions.

So my sympathy for soldiers who are in danger because they chose to endanger themselves—remember that the draft is not currently in use—is limited.

All of bitchologist’s points above are valid and important but CAN WE PLEASE ESTABLISH THAT THIS GUY’S LIKE “women weren’t there back then.”

As if women were just like invented fairly recently and before then dudes had to vigorously rub their dicks together to make another person.

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Sir is drunk and sending me this stream of motivational texts about how I’m going to be a MILF one day but that I still need to live life to the fullest and then suddenly goes “ok good night.”

I think I picked a good one.

Why does unicorn hunting have to be problematic. I’ve seen the aeguments against it but I still dont see it as a problem.

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So, problematic in this scenario doesn’t necessarily mean *a problem.* It’s more that it’s a situation that should be handled delicately.

A lot of unicorn-hunting is a male-female coupling (ie Sir and I) looking for a single girl down to have a threesome (which is, yeah, our situation.) Commonly, the interests and needs of that third party are set aside for the interests and needs of the couple. 

The whole process of unicorn-hunting is inherently selfish. Essentially, it’s two people with a deep, pre-existing relationship looking for a third person to enter into that dynamic for the sexual gratification of those two people (and ideally the third person as well) without any of the emotional gratification of the relationship. People who end up unicorning can end up being fetishized (couples that want to fuck a girl of a particular race are disgustingly common and incredibly problematic) or just feeling used (metaphorically or even literally being kicked out of the bed immediately after the encounter.)

When you’re out to have a threesome like that, you’ve got to be mindful of the needs and expectations of that third party. You need to be up-front and honest. You need to be respectful of that person’s feelings and triggers. And a lot of the time, people are – often unintentionally and without a hint of police – still a little insensitive to those things.

I’d honestly prefer a kind of sister sub scenario if I’m talking about ideals here. But that also can be a whole can of worms.