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Archive for May, 2007

BY WAY OF AN APOLOGY

My update is going to be late (posting tomorrow rather than today) so here’s a little something to make it up to you:

How To Make An Origami Vagina:

[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rdlti0AicZ4]

Of course, I don’t need to tell you that’s actually an origami VULVA, not a vagina, right? Anycooch, it’s a really hot and kinky video so I hope you enjoy watching it as much as I did.

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It feels like it’s been a really long day which started with going to the gym where I poured more sweat into my “workout” than usual (still barely qualifies as a “workout”, but whatever) and then we had to drive to suburbia for Delia’s laser hair removal consultation where I was tempted by the allure of Botox (but I did not give in, but only because it’s a luxury we can’t afford).

It was actually HOT today! Well, in the eighties, anyway, which is considered HOT in my book, and actually TOO DAMNED HOT in shopping mall parking lots. The drive was sublime and we took the long way home to enjoy the weather with our windows rolled down. If this is a foretaste of what’s to come this summer, though, I’m going to be bitchy. I actually have a slightly sunburned face from our outdoor sushi lunch yesterday. This is why night people were invented . . .

SUNLIGHT/MOONLIGHT

It’s been a perfect day: Tucker/Delia brought home sushi for lunch which we ate outside on the deck (why don’t we eat outside on the deck EVERY day? It’s fantastic!).

We just now got back home after taking a walk on the beach in the full moonlight (why don’t we walk on the beach EVERY day/night? It’s fantastic!). There was even the last part of sunset for viewing out on the Strait. We walked by a small RV with a person-tall Christmas-light palm tree displayed under its awning. We walked by a boat anchored nearby with warm lights in the cabin and I could imagine the people snuggled inside, maybe making a snack in the galley; when we walked by it on the way back the lights were off and I could still imagine the people snuggled inside, bathed in moonlight. The cozy intimacy of my imagined images was so palpable I didn’t envy the people in the boat at all or want what they had for ourselves; it was actually better to walk past it and just know it was good (but not as good as our night, walking together on the beach and thinking, as I often do, that I could die right then and there and be extremely satisfied with the moment and everything preceding it).

This afternoon we watched The Beales of Grey Gardens which has a bunch of footage left out of the original Grey Gardens. Little Edie: what a fucking inspiration! I almost started bawling during her swim in the ocean. I think the perfect voyeuristic porn site would revolve around women like the Beales. I adore Little Edie’s combination of unself-conscious confidence and her coy, flirtatious flair for the dramatic. I can picture Delia and I in our eighties, still with our spycams, prancing around with floppy boobs, wearing floppy hats, fishnets and brooch-pinned towel-turbans and warbling all of our favorite ditties from decades past.

Here’s a little Edie sample for you set to music:

[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CG_30gJ6LTY]

I’d really encourage those of you who haven’t seen the movie(s) to see them in their entirity and not just hacked into youtube bits that paint incomplete portraits of our Edies. They are SO GOOD. SO GOOD!!!

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The only sucky thing about today is that as soon as my cold symptoms faded I got hit full force with an allergy attack and have been sneezing and red-eyed all afternoon and evening.

WEB-LOG

Here are some interesting nuggets I ran across in the past couple of days:

Breast Implants Linked to Higher Suicide Rate

The researchers discovered the suicide rate is 73 percent higher in participants with breast implants relative to the control group.

That’s some pretty fucked up shit that can’t easily be disregarded considering it was a fifteen year study that “collected information on 24,600 women who had received breast implants for cosmetic purposes”. I wonder, though, how many of those women got the old silicone implants and/or just bad hack-job surgery in general that could put a dent in anyone’s positive outlook. Still . . .

A sleepy sex entry from Glazing the Donut

After my post about molesting Delia in her sleep, it’s a bit of odd synchronicity that I clicked on GtD from my sidebar and found such a relevant post considering I rarely visit there otherwise it would, by now, be moved to Old Mutes & Rare Updates. Regardless, it’s a fantastic entry touching upon the type of sex play the mainstream porn world pretty much ignores: guys who like to get their entire faces sopping wet in pussy juice.

Another Smarty-Pants Coed’s Eyes Opened to Porn

It’s a little muddled, but this chunk has inspiring potential:

The exploration of fantasy can take you out of the limitations of the typical roles that you are required to fill, whether you are gay, straight, bisexual, male, female or transgender. The rise of “tranny” porn, female domination porn and female ejaculation in porn are all examples of women taking on the traditionally gender-specific roles of men, and using penises, either real or simulated, to ejaculate in ways that most people previously believed that only men could. UCSB grad student J.D. Scott, author of a soon-to-be-published paper on the “transgressive images of female bodies,” describes how straight men are the largest consumers of these sorts of female-domination porn films.

I’ll withhold my potentially lengthy commentary.

Fourteen Year-Old’s Self-Portrait Stolen for Porn DVD Cover

The one and only discussion I saw of this on a porn industry board only focused on her being underage and really disregarded the theft and HORRIFYINGLY stupid, unprofessional and demeaning response from the porn studio. Porn webmasters seem to be saying, “how DUMB to subject your business to legal scrutiny for using a minor’s image!” rather than, “how low and unethical to steal and try to profit from a copyrighted piece of art made by a teenage woman and then have the balls to hurl moronic insults at her and tell her that she doesn’t deserve one red cent.” I hope she gets a lawyer and rapes TVX’s wallet dry.

Oh sweet JESUS: I found another thread about this on another adult webmaster board and most of the responses are (predictably) even more offensive than the ones I read elsewhere, though are balanced out by a few sensible thoughts.

Sensible reaction from an adult webmaster:

Their response to her is sickening. People like this need to be blackballed from the industry.

Stupid response from adult webmaster:

Sorry I must have missed something. Please show me the proof where

A) the girl posting is actually the girl in the pic

B) she is actually underage in that pic

C) she did not give them permission to use the pic.

if she’s full of shit SHE is the one in big time trouble.

Another stupid response (from an adult webmaster I have always found to be REALLY FUCKING RETARDED):

The picture was taken in 2004 when she was 14. Now it is 2007, so she is 17. Yet she is surfing and entering pornsites even though she is underage, and she apparently possesses porn as well (otherwise how would she have a copy of the DVD?). I smell major, huge, stinky bullshit.

More stupidity:

problem is this is all probably fake shit on her part to get money. I can not beleive all the idots on that site that actualy believe. She should be sued for giving us all a bad name. Ironically she probally sucks more cocks than the average porn queen

Does this give you an idea of why “networking” with my supposed colleagues can be really fucking unappealing and truly appalling? It’s particularly hilarious to hear a porn peddler accuse someone of doing fake shit to make money and another to act as though it’s inconceivable that a seventeen year old would have access to porn (or that somehow her porn surfing negates any claim she has to her art and image).

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I’m still feeling sick from my cold, but the weather is BEAUTIFUL and I’m loving having longer daylight hours exchanged at night for with some kick-ass moonlight. Yesterday one of the few things I managed to accomplish in my sickly haze was fixing my archive links over in the sidebar so the past few months show up again.

I have a couple of shows scheduled today so maybe I’ll see you in the chatroom; my group show yesterday was filled with pleasant conversation and nice people who asked me nonsexual questions on purpose to aggravate the impatient wankers. Have you read any John Irving? Do you believe in wormholes? Are you transgendered like your girlfriend? I would definitely be open to discussions regarding the implant/suicide connection, the theft of Lara’s image, or (of course) whether I should be blonde or brunette. I’ve gotten a few emails since my post the other day, but I’m still curious about how this crucial matter impacts each person who encounters me.

AFTER SHE FALLS ASLEEP

I may be developing a (bad?) habit; Delia keeps falling asleep at night way before I’m ready to nod off so I’ve been reaching over to fondle her while she’s sleeping. I get her cock hard in my hand and play with it until she wakes up, and then we have hot, steamy sex.

Last night I first tried getting myself off with my eroscillator. I mean, I *did* get off with it. But all that did was make me very ready to fuck and get off again, hence another episode of taking advantage of Delia in her sleep.

Fortunately, she doesn’t seem to mind.

Note: I do not condone sexually touching (or touching in any way) a sleeping person who cannot give / has not given prior explicit consent that it’s okay to do so. Even in a committed sexual relationship you shouldn’t assume that it’s okay to stroke, lick, or mount your partner when s/he is sleeping. Find out how your partner feels about it first and be prepared for him or her to change her mind about it down the road. I’m totally not joking — this is one of those boundary issues where consent gets very blurry.

LIGHTEN UP

I know many of you who chat with me regularly are SICK AND TIRED of hearing all this talk of transition. No, I’m not talking about Delia’s gender transition, I’m talking about something really and truly important: whether I should be a blonde or brunette.

I’ve been blonde all of my life, first naturally and then with the help of salons until last year when I gave into the temptation to be a brunette (also with salon help). I really love having dark hair BUT those near and dear to me AND the majority of my members prefer me blonde. My mom, my sister, Delia, and most of the people who pay to see my shows and boobies like me blonde better (at least, the ones who’ve spoken up do).

So . . . if any of you would like to express a preference, please do so. Seriously, my feelings will not be hurt (it’s just hair), I just want to hear who has a preference and if so, what it is. And then I promise I will never ever ask this question again, because it makes me sound like a superficially-minded nuisance.

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I’m still a little under the weather today with my sore throat starting to move into a chest cold, so I might be spending a good portion of time in bed thinking about pressing issues like hair color whether or not I should keep searching for the perfect brand and flavor of bubblegum.

BACK HOME

I’m having a delightful conversation with my wanker right now, but he told me I should have posted when our spycams came back up on Wednesday (less than an hour after I posted). I sometimes forget that not EVERYONE is a member, or a member who compulsively hits refresh on the spycams.

Anyway, Delia came out to my sister and brother-in-law and all is well. I’m going to keep this short because as I type, my wanker is paying so I really *should* speak to him rather than slowly narrate each word as I bang it out on the keyboard. On the other hand, he knows he is privileged to get this kind of public recognition from me, so he really should be paying.

There we go: guilt exonerated.

BOO-SHIT

Looks like the spycam site is down for the count (I imagine they are doing server work and it will be back up soon; if not I will call them). Very annoying.

I’m devoting a lot of time today to housecleaning; it’s one of those things I can’t find inspiration to do consistently so eventually it builds up to the point where I can’t stand being surrounded by rubble and messy chaos anymore. Today is that day.

Delia and I must have caught a bug; I’ve got a sore throat and hardly ever get sick so other than housecleaning and posting my update I’m not sure I’ll accomplish much today (though cleaning the house is a MAJOR undertaking).

Oh, we *are* going to enjoy a dork dance session on our spycams this evening if you want to watch/listen. Of course, that will rely upon the spycam site COOPERATING. Grrrrr . . .

Tomorrow we’re going to Seattle to visit my sister, brother-in-law, and nephew, Mr. Squishy-Pants. I’m looking forward to it and must INSIST that my body heal itself and not carry any sickness across the sound.

WHEN YOUR BOYFRIEND BECOMES YOUR GIRLFRIEND

Some of you may be a little thrown off by the casual way I mentioned that Delia is going to phase out Tucker in favor of living en femme on a full time basis. This isn’t a porn business thing, this is honestly a big life decision; my boyfriend wants to start living life as a transwoman (probably to involve hormones at some point but probably not “bottom” surgery).

I promise we’ll write more about all of this later, but in the meantime I just want to say that the top priority right now is sorting through it ourselves; it’s hard to blog about something when you don’t really have a definite plan of action and you need to focus on quality face time with each other and figuring out how Delia will come out to family and friends.

In general it’s really not as big of a bombshell as it might sound. I can’t say I am 100% prepared, but I’ve known for a long time it was within the realm of possibility. I also can’t say I don’t have ANY issues or fears about this transition from boyfriend/sometimes-girlfriend to full-time girlfriend, but relative to other people’s experiences and expectations this is not a really big deal except in an exciting way. For me (in terms of life changes) I would rank it at the same level as selling a house you really love and have lived in for years in order to buy a sweeter house you also love and that will work better for your family. A little stressful, a little sad, but overall a blessing and positive change. You can make your home anywhere when you’re with someone you love, and I love my boygirlfriend.

I think part of why this change is feeling natural to me more than overwhelmingly scary is that my parents (especially my mom) raised me to shrug off conventions and expectations. My family was fairly unconventional with my dad and stepdad getting along well, and my dad living with my mom’s parents (his ex-mother and father-in-law) long after my mom and dad divorced. Things that weren’t normal for other families were totally normal for us. My mom is the type of person who genuinely thinks we should do whatever makes us happy and fuck everyone else if they have a problem with it. Again, I can’t say that my family won’t have ANY worries about this change, but I am lucky to have been brought up to feel comfortable defying cultural norms and to have a family I can count on to support and accept us without undue drama or shock; I mean, HELLO — they’ve dealt really well with me being a pornographer/virtual sex worker so this might be small beans in comparison. I’m pretty sure both my mom and sister are prepared for the news (which we haven’t exactly given them yet since the news is really REALLY new and I think we want to talk about it in person).

As far as our websites go, we’ll probably take this opportunity to make them a network in the near future (join one, you get access to them all) since we won’t be able to keep TrixiesHouseboy.com going forever as-is but still want to keep it alive and accessible (and probably morph it into a multi-guy site as we get more resources). Also, Delia will no longer be “just” a crossdresser as the domain DeliaCD.com implies, so she’ll also be transitioning to a new domain with a slightly different approach, but of course we’ll want her members to be able to get access to all of the CD site stuff, too. I’ve actually been wanting for a long time to make all of our stuff available to all members regardless of which site interests them most, since I really like showing off ALL of it as one body of work even though it’s more sensible to market each persona individually. I’m not totally sure when this will happen but it might be soon (and later lead to revamping the format of our members-only areas to reflect the all-inclusive approach).

Anyway, I want to be careful to remind people that when I talk about Delia’s transition I can only talk about it from MY perspective; there’s a limit to how much I can know and understand what she’s feeling, hoping and experiencing. Even though we are going through this as a couple, she’s also going through it as an individual (same for me) and I think those could all be pretty distinctive journeys and not one of us really knows for sure where we’ll end up. Happy and together are what I’m aiming for.

LITTLE THINGS: a mundane diary-uh entry

*You might want to read this bit of (fairly big) news from Delia.

*Yay! I got my updated credit report today with one derogatory item DELETED since I finally invested the time to write a stupid letter about it (leftover ex-husband stuff; I am so lazy about these things — so lazy, in fact, I’d probably still be married to him on paper if he hadn’t taken the initiative to file the papers; too bad he wasn’t as proactive about paying his credit card bills).

*After spending a whole wonderful week away from home and work I was able this morning to pinpoint with clarity a couple of the things that really drain my energy. Number one is the problems we’re having with the spycam site we’re exhibiting on and the connection instability we’ve had there for about six months now. It is the worst feeling to greet the day by finding out that your spycams are inexplicably disconnected and you have, in effect, failed to deliver on a promise you’ve made to your customers. Number two is our freewheeling unscheduled approach to each day; while there are benefits to doing whatever you want WHENEVER you want, it’s aggravating and inefficient when you want to do whatever you want WHENEVER you want WITH YOUR PARTNER. I can see now how much of an annoyance and energy-drain it is to me when we interrupt each other in our offices and decide spontaneously we want to do something (eat, go to the gym, go for a walk) when the other person isn’t ready for that and HAS NO IDEA WHEN THEY WILL BE. I don’t know how much it affects Tucker, but contrasting how relaxed I felt last week with the nuisance factor of today back at home I’m thinking it would be good for us to commit to more of a schedule.