leanne
i don't have your email, so this one's for you. "hag" carries such baggage for ladies who just like dirty pretty things....here's a little something i found that you might be able to relate to:
"As much as I loved my lesbian friends, I couldn't imagine not wanting to be around all that ferocious gay male energy. It was enlivening, watching how eagerly they assumed their right to pleasure. It was different than straight-boy sexual entitlement. Gay men had to work for it, overcoming the obstacles of self-loathing, isolation, and fear of attack. In other words, they had to work for it like women. Just like me. I felt an affinity born of shared circumstances-of being at the wrong place at the wrong time. But it wasn't just a symbiosis of victimhood, either-poor me and poor you. Between a gay guy and a girl there's an indescribable spark that isn't about sexual conquest but it is somehow about sex all the same. It's the eroticism of "I'm excited to know you", of basking in the glow of mutual admiration; just someone's prescence generates an erotic jolt. This feeling is as intoxicating as love. There isn't any bargaining or jockeying involved, as there can be when things get physical. This is fantasyland fluff, romantic infatuation at its hilt. It`s really one of those things that has helped me understand the unruliness of the heart."
