Category : Romance and Relationships
Goodbye and So Long Heterosexuality!
I stand in the shower, letting the warm water wash over me. 🚿 The slippery suds seductively sliding over my feet, legs, hips, chest and dark brown nipples. I love my body, even the "extra" 15 pounds I've yet to shed. I love every roll, every hair follicle, and every mole. I stand there, soapy and satisfied, though this took years to achieve. My hands slowly glide over my brown skin, my entire soapy body, my temple and it makes me happy. 🧼 I'm happy because I'm blessed. Not "blessed" with all the obviously gorgeous physical attributes of Beyonce or Tyra Banks (my two biggest "girl crushes") but blessed nonetheless. The female body…beautiful. My body…flawed but still beautiful, at least I think so. The simple stature of a woman is sweet and sultry by definition, no matter what the size. Lovely. Wonderful. The female body, so capable of so many wonderful things...love, even life itself. Remarkable. Extraordinary. ♀ Okay, that was my attempt at a corny romance novel-like description of how I feel right now. 🕮 Okay, I know, it still needs work but you get the idea. Actually, I mean all those things, every word I've typed here. Really though, I was in the shower today, thinking about a court show I'd seen a few moments earlier. The court case was about a dispute over money. That wasn't the thought-provoking part. The case, the dispute, included four very young women, aging in range between 19 and 24; three were relatively new "confessed" lesbians. The thought-provoking part was that three of the four had children, more than one child even. One of the 19 year olds had two (she started having kids at 15), the 21 year old had two (she started having kids at 16), the 24 year old had five (who cares when she started-she has 5 kids and she's only 24!) It was obvious that none of these women's "baby daddies" contributed in any way, financially or otherwise. It occurred to me (a few years ago really), that many women today turn to homosexuality, not for sexual reasons but because they're just sick of men's shit! It may be a cultural thing, I don't know. Don't get me wrong, I don't think that's a fair judgment of all men. Some may find this next part offensive but I think that any little girl that starts having sex at 12, 13 (even 16), will most likely not know how to choose a good man. So many men today let women take care of them. These men go around, "screwing" to their heart's content, spreading disease and babies everywhere. 😒 These weak and pathetically (financially and socially) poor men don't take women out on proper dates, they don't contribute to society or anyone, least of all themselves. They want to lay up in a woman's house taking and never giving…anything. However, in defense of some of today's sorry, pathetic and ridiculously lazy men, it's the woman's fault. Frankly, any woman that would allow that kind of treatment, probably believes she deserves it. Maybe on some level, she does. The paradox is, a great number of these stupid women and lazy men were raised only by their mothers (not a father in sight). So, in a sad way, it all comes back to "the man" anyway. If they had no good examples or role models, how would either party know how they should be treated or how to properly treat anyone else? Actually, I've been blessed. Not just with this overweight and flawed body of mine but with true examples of what a true man is. My father was one, my grandfather was one (the best kind) and my brothers were too. ⚦ I've also been blessed with enough sense (even in my younger years) to know that I can do bad by myself. I hate to regurgitate what I've written so many times before but my other half would have to add something valuable to my life (and I'd add something valuable to theirs). I know what you're thinking. You're thinking I trapped you into reading this and you didn't want to be preached to. I don't blame you, I hate being preached to also. What you really want to know is, if I've turned this overweight, flawed and beautiful body of mine over to the other side. 👩🏽🤝👩🏾You want to know if I've crossed the fence, if I've "switched teams". I suppose the answer to that is an emphatic "Yes". ⚢ I would be with a woman right now, right this very minute, if she didn't have a vagina, breasts or any female reproductive organs, no matter how beautiful they are. I'd be lying in bed right now with a woman if she had a penis, scrotum and all the other lovely, masculine things that go with testosterone. Oh wait, if I want all those things, I guess I really want a man huh? You bet your azz I do! I haven't given up hope. I know my man, my soulmate is out there somewhere. You know something else? I know that I have many soul mates out there waiting to be discovered by me, not just one. I even think I've already been with a couple of them but their time has long past. That's not to say I'm incapable of monogamy, I am. I covet monogamy, I believe in it. 💕 I also know that I don't have to put up with any shit, from any man. If one man doesn't act right or love and respect me, I'll just go to another. Crossing the fence, "switching teams" isn't an option for me personally. There are far too many wonderful, masculine and male soul mates out there waiting to be discovered. 💋
Posted : 2007-11-09 04:55:00 PM Created : 2007-11-09 06:55:00 PM Visible to : Public
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I stand in the shower, letting the warm water wash over me. The slippery suds seductively sliding over my feet, legs, hips, chest and dark brown nipples. I love my body, even the "extra" 15 pounds I'v...
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