Wednesday, September 8, 2010

Calling All Tongue Sluts...

I need a little someplace to jot down my thoughts... the ones that are a little scandalous or just don't quite fit into my public "persona".  We all have one... a persona.  Basically, these are the assumptions that people make regarding who we are as people.  I will tell you that I am a fairly open book.  However, I'm not one to go "airing" what some might consider to be my dirty laundry.  Personally, I think the dirty laundry is what makes me interesting.  It adds the "spice".

Roxy is simply the alter ego of my genuine girl next door persona.

First I'll tell you a bit about me..I typically always do the right thing or try.  I follow the law (for the most part- see below).  I have a moral barometer that is probably better than most (including clergy).   I believe in God and the 10 commandments.  I love America.  I don't own a sex swing. I'm a 30something single girl who has never been married, and I have no children.  I would like to have both. I don't sleep with, make out with, or "date" married men (this goes back to the moral barometer).  Although I do sincerely believe that a little innocent flirting helps everyone regardless of if your marital status.  I occasionally smoke weed-just a tad (hey- it's naughty and only happens about once a year).   I've slept with 8 men in all-- maybe 9-- there are a few years in there that are kind of fuzzy.  But who's counting?  I've loved three men in my life.  I've given more blow jobs than I can count or recall (man pleaser).  And I'll most certainly kiss on the first date, sometimes before.  In college and a few years post-grad, I was a complete tongue slut.  I would sometimes kiss a few different guys in one night, but never (with one exception) went home with anyone except my bestfriend.  That was the rule.  Some may call it a tease... I call it taking what I like, and leaving the rest.  I've gone to third base in a dark alley in Puerto Rico, also against the side of a building in Mexico, and once on the back patio of a bar in college.  It was cold... no one was out there.  That's Roxy- unplugged.

I'm a bit of a free spirit.  But, I am sometimes super concerned with what people think of me.  And I shouldn't.  If I knew how little time they spent actually thinking about me, it wouldn't be justified to worry about.  Narcissism at it finest, huh?  

I love fat baby rolls, the smell of fresh cut grass, sharing popcorn at the movie, and I love men.  I just haven't found one to love forever.  Until then... I'll have fun with either  "Mr. Convenient, Mr. Cute, or Mr. Great in Bed."

I'm looking for a few more "free spirits" to join me in this blog.  One writer is just so dull, don't ya think?  And it's an exercise to let go of my inner narcissist!


The rules:
1) You must keep your identity concealed to all but the writers you invite to participate. 
2) You must use your "bar name" or stripper name in lieu of your real name
3) You must use a sassy profile picture that again, conceals your identity. 
4) You must remember that content can be a tad scandalous, uplifting, relevant to others or funny, but not X-Rated.  A little PG-13 with a smattering of "R", but always tasteful. 


If you are interested,  leave a comment via your anonymous profile and I will add you to the "writers" list.  I've got comments turned in approval only mode, so you can send me your email address if need be.  Please... don't give away your identity or the identity of the other writers.  Circle of trust, right?