One thing about me
One's all I can manage just now; I'm in deadline hell. Hope that's OK till I can pony up more?
My first romantic/sexual stirrings were for a cartoon character. He had no name; he was just some blond profile in a comic book. I tore his face out of the comic and slept with him under my pillow. Looking at him made me feel funny in a good way. I might have been 12 at the time.
Later, I had a brief comix career and even got published a couple of times.
Might have been 30 years later, I met this fella at a party. I'd met him before and thought he was too old for me (he's four years younger). He was just back from Germany. I said something about comix and he said "I HATE comix" and I knew he didn't. I also knew something was weird, because I'd always abhorred hairy men, and his furry knuckles were causing me lust.
So I married him. He makes me feel funny in a good way.
My first romantic/sexual stirrings were for a cartoon character. He had no name; he was just some blond profile in a comic book. I tore his face out of the comic and slept with him under my pillow. Looking at him made me feel funny in a good way. I might have been 12 at the time.
Later, I had a brief comix career and even got published a couple of times.
Might have been 30 years later, I met this fella at a party. I'd met him before and thought he was too old for me (he's four years younger). He was just back from Germany. I said something about comix and he said "I HATE comix" and I knew he didn't. I also knew something was weird, because I'd always abhorred hairy men, and his furry knuckles were causing me lust.
So I married him. He makes me feel funny in a good way.
posted by Alison at 7:38 PM
2 Comments:
Ahhhhh stirrings ,what mysterious and wonderful things they are.
Will you show us your Comix ?Please. Take your time with the list,we can savor the information.
Sure, if I can find them. Like everything else, they're in a pile of crap someplace. (Don't ever move; you'll regret it. At this point I've lost more things than I ever owned. I don't miind losing things, though, nearly as much as I mind not being able to find things I know I still have.)
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