Conversations with The Perverted Negress Episode 11C
Because the call got dropped, we kiiiiinda pick up where we dropped off.
(J.P. theorizes that the very Internet itself was unbalanced by our ongoing DISPUTE.)
There is some movement towards compromise when we talk about the fact that the potential to connect with an audience AND a partner in a BDSM scene COULD OCCURR. Aha! Progress!
Then some trashtalking about my Poor Beleaguered Inner Romantic might or might not have a valid opinion in this debate. DO NOT MESS WITH MY DREAMS. Then we get a radio play-fantasy of a Stage Manager motivated assassination, which is pretty awesome, really. THEN I decide that, somehow, internal come-shots in porn have a deeper parallel with actual performative authenticity. No, really.
And then J.P. delivers the KILLING BLOW.
SCIENCE CRUSHES MY DREAMS.
Fuck you, particles.
But I still hold fast to my dream of genuine BDSM being brought to the people in a way that shares the energy and heat and awesomeness as possible.
And of course, this part slices off…but at least we know it this time!
Tune in tomorrow for the last slice of deliciousness in this series…retroactively titled
THE BIG THROWDOWN OF TWO THOUSAND AND THIRTEEN, BITCHES.
(Not really but it looks good in all-caps.)