The next person to assume, without so much as bothering to ask, that my roommate and I come as a matched set for threesome games is going to get a solid thwap with the clue-by-four.
*grrr*
We are not your personal plus-size bi-girl fantasy emporium, thenk yew very much.
Yes, I live with another bi woman. Yes, we have similar builds, and frequently appeal to the same people. Yes, I'm poly, and a fan of group sex in the right circumstances. No, she and I are not involved, and have no intention of being so. No, you cannot extrapolate that since one of us in interested in you, or X activity, or whatever, that the other has the least smidgen of interest in it. No, we are not going to restructure the entire nature of our relationship because it would be convenient for your fantasy.
Yes, I'm unapologetically sexual, and downright slutty when it suits me. Whether I decided to have crazy kinky group sex with one group of people has absolutely no bearing on whether I'm even going to kiss you. I am not an equal access amusement park.
No, persuasion won't work. In fact, it'll piss me right the fuck off.
This rant brought to you by more obnoxious interactions and attitudes than I can count.
Addendum: My body fat does not impede my brain functioning. I like finding people who appreciate my body. However, do not confuse this with attempting to use the low self-esteem backdoor to try to get me into bed. I will not be so shocked that someone could find me attractive that I suddenly and miraculously become blind to your tactic, rip off my bodice, and shriek "Take me now; it may be my last chance for love!" You finding me attractive is not sufficient motivation for me to want to fuck you. I won't argue that it isn't a good start, but that's all it is. When I'm easy, it's because I want to fuck, not because I'm bartering for validation from you.
_______________________
You know why I'm feeling so irked about all this right now? It's spring, I'm feeling lusty, and too damn many of the people I like and respect enough to have really fun casual sex with are geographically or for other reasons inaccessible. I am in the mood to be easy right now. Up against the wall, skirts over my head kind of easy. Which makes it particularly infuriating to have to fend off advances. Yarg. On the positive side, it's a wonderful reminder of what it is that I value so highly in my friends and lovers. Sexy, interesting, amazing people I don't want to strangle the moment they open their mouths.
*grrr*
We are not your personal plus-size bi-girl fantasy emporium, thenk yew very much.
Yes, I live with another bi woman. Yes, we have similar builds, and frequently appeal to the same people. Yes, I'm poly, and a fan of group sex in the right circumstances. No, she and I are not involved, and have no intention of being so. No, you cannot extrapolate that since one of us in interested in you, or X activity, or whatever, that the other has the least smidgen of interest in it. No, we are not going to restructure the entire nature of our relationship because it would be convenient for your fantasy.
Yes, I'm unapologetically sexual, and downright slutty when it suits me. Whether I decided to have crazy kinky group sex with one group of people has absolutely no bearing on whether I'm even going to kiss you. I am not an equal access amusement park.
No, persuasion won't work. In fact, it'll piss me right the fuck off.
This rant brought to you by more obnoxious interactions and attitudes than I can count.
Addendum: My body fat does not impede my brain functioning. I like finding people who appreciate my body. However, do not confuse this with attempting to use the low self-esteem backdoor to try to get me into bed. I will not be so shocked that someone could find me attractive that I suddenly and miraculously become blind to your tactic, rip off my bodice, and shriek "Take me now; it may be my last chance for love!" You finding me attractive is not sufficient motivation for me to want to fuck you. I won't argue that it isn't a good start, but that's all it is. When I'm easy, it's because I want to fuck, not because I'm bartering for validation from you.
_______________________
You know why I'm feeling so irked about all this right now? It's spring, I'm feeling lusty, and too damn many of the people I like and respect enough to have really fun casual sex with are geographically or for other reasons inaccessible. I am in the mood to be easy right now. Up against the wall, skirts over my head kind of easy. Which makes it particularly infuriating to have to fend off advances. Yarg. On the positive side, it's a wonderful reminder of what it is that I value so highly in my friends and lovers. Sexy, interesting, amazing people I don't want to strangle the moment they open their mouths.
- Mood:
pissed off


Comments
I can relate to the feeling grrl. Hope some quality people hit on ya in your local area.
I hear ya, all the way.
*stomps out stupid ignorant annoying people*
:)
*chuckle* In pretty much all ways but the sexual, yes-indeedy. Which is exactly why we have such a desperate need for the "Not with Her ->" t-shirts. We're basically indistinguishable from your average (fsvo) couple otherwise. Not a huge deal for me, being poly, but a potential impediment to her dating life.
The frequency of confusion on the topic is one of the reasons that I'm explicit with people who are interested in me that I'm not involved with her. The ones that still entertain hopes of getting us into bed together after that's been clarified are the source of the rant...
"Just because I'm bi and poly doesn't mean I want to fuck you."
Seemes appropriate :-)
Ah, precisely...
The hell with stupid people.
Oh, indeed!
:much love from this end:
ooh . . . um. well damn.
I gotta go.
Good start. :)
I think the strangest comment along those lines that I've ever heard was from a friend of my sister's who knew that she'd had sex with women and learned that I was bisexual. (I distinguish because Sis does. She's never had a girlfriend, she's just had sex with women.) Said friend asked if Sis and I had ever had sex with each other.
Sis nailed him with a steely silver eye and asked him if he'd ever fucked _his_ sister. Both of them being heterosexual, and all.
To the guy's credit, I think he realized what a stupid question it was as soon as he finished asking it.
Go get 'em, Sarah!
Hey, wow! Thanks!
*waggles eyebrows*
How YOU doin'?
Yes, I'm unapologetically sexual, and downright slutty when it suits me. Whether I decided to have crazy kinky group sex with one group of people has absolutely no bearing on whether I'm even going to kiss you. I am not an equal access amusement park.
Oops. *cowers* Don't hurt me... ;)
No, I know exactly what you mean. I have had a lot of married couples naturally assume that I would consent to servicing them both at the same time because I'm a bisexual poly, regardless of my actual attraction to either. In uni, I was what I called "the town bisexual ride", because at parties, the drunker everyone became, the more they all expected me to instigate an orgy.
Yeah, I'm slutty, but I also have *taste*.
*nubs Sarah*
Yes, yes, a thousand times yes!
I *heart* you too.
It's a fabulous rant and one of the most coherent things I think I've ever seen on the subject.
*whistles*
*footstomps*
*shouts of "you go!*
*etc*
And a hearty "AMEN!", too!
-S.