OneLegUp

In which Charlotte and I finally are able to give each other what the other needs. Mostly.

Charlotte eats a new pussy. And so do I….

The date before the date….

We’re off to a sex party.

Dan Savage wrote a column last week arguing, forcefully, that polyamory isn’t a sexual orientation. This seems to me akin to “presenting both sides of the evolution debate,” granting some basic structural plausibility to a ridiculous assertion, the mere speaking aloud…

When I wrote this discussion of a GQ profile of Deen, we didn’t know him to be a rapist. Or at least, a poor handler of a rape accusation.

Chemistry‘s closest analog among the parties and clubs I’ve discussed is OneLegUp.  Like OLU, Chemistry is a sensuous, sumptuous, occasional affair.  I’ve only been to one, but definitely intend to return.  The night we went, it was in a loft…

Ddevious Delights is the party I’ve been to the most.  It’s not perfect, by any stretch, but it’s in many ways the closest to something that I find compelling/comfortable.  Le Trapeze is open Wednesday, Thursday, Friday and Saturday nights.  BCD,…

OneLegUp has several different kinds of parties – they have “Eat-In” soirees, “Take-Out,” and “Tastings.”  Eat-in means, well, that you might well eat someone else in the party.  Take-out means, you take whom you meet out.  And “Tastings” are by…

I’m a newbie with respect to all this stuff.  Still, I’ve been to Le Trapeze three or four times, to Chemistry once, to Behind Closed Doors twice, to One Leg Up once, and to Ddevious Delights three or four times.…