Oh, baby its hot outside – get me a gin and tonic, turn up the air conditioner and lets lounge in front of the TV, one hand in the ice bowl, another on the remote.
And while your at it, snatch a few videos and DVDs for us to canoodle to, lover. How about something erotic, something dirty, something naughty?
When I reveal my sexuality to people, whether its called ambisexuality, omnisexuality or bisexuality, sometimes they get a little tense. Women especially. Am I scoping them out for a possible sexual encounter? When they ask me if they look fat, should they be reacting to me as a sexual being or another woman talking to a friend?
Men immediately bite their tongues and I KNOW what they are thinking – can you and one of your girlfriends come over for a ménage a trios? Most men have the tact not to say it, but the question is literally being written in their eyes like a Times Square digital ticker – will…you…bring…over…a…hot…chick…and…let…me…watch? Sometimes I laugh; sometimes I really want to slug them. Hard.