Le Faguette

My little Lez Space

I am bisexual, you are the CONFUSED one.

From the darkness that is Eastern Europe

Hi little lezes, where the fuck are you?

In desperate need of Lez Action, and if one more boy comes over, there will be a swift kick in the nutsack happening

That’s sky I’m looking at while little lez is whispering dirty little things in my ear (I wish…)
One can’t really ask for more, maybe a little lez rubbing sunscreen on herself.
Finally, something fun to look at
One can’t really ask for more, maybe a little lez rubbing sunscreen on herself.
Off I go to the mainland in search of the new.

Thank you, AMANDUS: What I need: A contemplation of bisexuality by Ronda Slater

amandus:

What I need is

an angular man

with muscles and bones

built for thrusting

or maybe

what I need is

a satin-skinned woman

with fingers that dance on my body

or maybe

what I need is

a Trojan Horse lover

who is really a woman

named Helen, in hiding,

or maybe

what I need is

a magical…


As much as I associate myself with the femme chicks, if I had the balls (not literally, come on now..), I would be a butch—short hair, tats, pierced lip and all the stereoptypical features.. It’s scary though, going all out and being proud of it.

I still hide behind my flag and just a handful of people know that I am a bi-sexual femme, living the hetero life. I prefer to let people in the closet with me than to come out completely.

Characters all around…It takes a lot to be comfortable in your second skin. My heart was filled with pride!

Coffee and a walk to breathe in the city. I can still smell the garden and the exhaust fumes lingering from the morning work traffic down Commonwealth Ave.