How [I think] We're Doing the Long-Distance Thing Right

So you’ve already decided that you’re going to give the long-distance relationship thing a “go”, and you want to have some ideas of how you can minimize the suckiness of the situation. And the long-distance thing DOES suck. A lot. Trust me, I’ve been in one for about six months now, but I’m proud to say that the distance thing is our ONLY problem. On every other facet, we’re doing great. Read on to find out what we’ve done to ensure that.

Sometimes, It's Us Women Who Have to Change

So for those who have followed my blog for the last year, you know at least one thing about me. I left Canada for Scotland a little more than a year ago kinda in hopes to get over a dude. We were happy, we broke up, it was devastating. I totally thought geography would take care of it.

And for those who actually know me, well, you know it didn't work. Not only did I come back to My Home and Native Land in December, I got back together with him in March.

Most were shocked, a good portion were happy for me, and yes, there was at least one person who was cool with it, if.

I Like To Have Sex

I like to have sex. Shocking, I know. But I like to have sex a lot. And I've had sex with many men and several women over many years. And I don't see that changing any time soon, as the sex I like is often non-vanilla, and I'm generally monogamish [thanks, Dan Savage] and subscribe to the old "the more the merrier" canard. And you know what? On top of all of this, I like that I like to have sex.

There are a few names that someone may call a gal "like me", but of all of them, I prefer the term "human". Some of the names I don't like (unless of course I explicitly ask for it during certain types of play) are: slut, whore, tramp, etc. Why don't I like them? Because it suggests that I'm doing something wrong, that I should be ashamed of it, that I need to be silent about it.

The problem, of course, with that belief, is that it is wrong. I'm not doing anything wrong, I should not be ashamed of it, and I don't need to be silent about it. And neither does anyone else. Period.

Safety [Word] First!

It's not just for BDSM anymore - the safety word has many practical and important applications in daily life. Here's a light-hearted look at some that I have thought of for you.

Toy Review 2 - Twizzle Trigger Max

I had most of this review written up a couple of weeks ago. Good thing too! I'm busy getting ready for my move across the Atlantic again. Yes that's right! Back to Canada I go. And yes, this also means that I'm single again. (But the review was written when I still had a partner to try the toy out with, so I'm still going to use that.)

"First Time" Fears

Recently, I got an email question from a reader of my blog:

What is the most important advice you can give to someone who is a late bloomer (still a virgin, but it looks like that's going to change soon)?  My initial instinct was to go through the typical "make sure he's not pressuring you", "make sure you tell him if something doesn't feel right", but I have never given advice on sex.  So when I was asked of more explicit details (basic positions, experiments, etc), I don't know how to proceed.

Well, that's a great question!