I like how we converge on agreement. The more we converse, the more we agree. The same public displays of affection that heterosexual people use should be unremarkable (they would not be in Alabama), but when it comes to going out in public in bondage gear, I shift more toward "what happens, happens."
I like how we converge on agreement. The more we converse, the more we agree. The same public displays of affection that heterosexual people use should be unremarkable (they would not be in Alabama), but when it comes to going out in public in bondage gear, I shift more toward "what happens, happens."
As I have probably mentioned before, after my solitary march I took part in, 1976, I had signed up for reminders, and every year I got one encouraging me to show up as lewdly-dressed and offensive as I could manage, because ("titter titter") the cops can'tt arrest us all. And that was 45 years ago.
I like how we converge on agreement. The more we converse, the more we agree. The same public displays of affection that heterosexual people use should be unremarkable (they would not be in Alabama), but when it comes to going out in public in bondage gear, I shift more toward "what happens, happens."
As I have probably mentioned before, after my solitary march I took part in, 1976, I had signed up for reminders, and every year I got one encouraging me to show up as lewdly-dressed and offensive as I could manage, because ("titter titter") the cops can'tt arrest us all. And that was 45 years ago.