The Emerald City  

MrGV3 64M
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9/11/2006 7:06 pm

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10/6/2006 5:25 pm

The Emerald City

I grew up with lots of sex, and I’ve missed it lately. It all began in 1967, at the height of the “summer of love”. There was an endless supply of willing partners, of every shape, size, color and gender. All of us at the peak of our physical beauty and hormone driven passions. It was the time of “kama sutra” and “separating from your ego”. The combination was liberating and I set off to explore every
position and combination I could.
There was a period of androgyny. But that could get you beat up in my town, and soon became more trouble than it was worth. There were just enough drunken back seat trysts, for me to know Idon’t like sex with men. But then came the “Disco” era and the planets aligned in my sexual universe.
I worked as a club DJ from ‘74 - ‘03, until ‘88, I also worked as a part time bartender and occasional stripper. I never had to go home alone if I didn’t want to. While stripping, I met a lawyer who wound up as my “off and on” sub for several years. My favorite entertainment from the bar was a Mother/Daughter team that came in every few weeks. The nightclubs were a non-stop parade of coke fueled hot tub parties / orgies. I was the Demon of love and the God of lust.
In the 90’s the political climate changed, middle age came knocking, and the joy of sex for the sake of sex, started to fade. I’d experienced almost every fantasy I’d ever
had. New experiences became infrequent, and seemed to be a lot more effort than before. I eventually found myself refusing open invitations for some of my favorite activities.The past half decade has been most often celibate, most often by choice.
But throughout my journey, there has been one nagging constant, one unfulfilled desire that brings me to this site. A fantasy that bloomed from the seed of a momentary encounter with a crossdresser when I was a teenager. A
hitchhiking incident...thirty-eight years ago.

But that’s a story for another day. I just wanted to let you know how and why I came to expose myself here. Reality rarely lives up to expectations, and fantasies almost never do. So I blog because I like being able to share my thoughts and feelings this way. So write, lets try to connect on a different level.
And...I like the anonymity of the written word. In the Wizard of Oz, I want to be the man behind the curtain. I like the ability to edit, to re-write until I feel I’ve expressed myself
concisely. I like the ability to make my desires clearly understood. I want to control the action, the progress of events. I want what I want! And I want a compatible soul.
But there hides a pervasive loneliness behind the curtain, a solitude I’ve become much too comfortable with. So here I am, looking for the kindred spirit. That feminine soul, trapped within the wrong body who seeks a man to care for her. To give her romance, intimacy and passion in
her own Emerald City.

GhostWriter947 59F

9/15/2006 6:56 am

Seems like you have lived a full life. Good for you hon. I hope you find that kindred spirit. Good luck!!


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