I was always one of those young lads that read 'Dolly' magazine at every opportunity from the age of 13 onwards, secretly stealing it from the girls to be read like a contraband 'Penthouse' - under the covers with the light off.
I read 'Dolly' 'Cleo' et al not only for their 'doctor' sections - usually replete with masturbation and youthful fantasies - but for that odd feeling one gets when reading something that is totally not meant for them. An immersion in the pool of the unknown if you will. Much like why Catholic girls always turn into porn-stars and/or date skeevy punk rockers
I get the same tingling feeling today when reading 'Cosmopolitan', 'The Book of Morman' or anything by Noam Chomsky; but their is still one rag that hits me in that special deep spot every time:
'Lesbians on the Loose'.
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http://www.lotl.com/
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'LOTL' as it is also known enlightens me constantly, with whats 'wassup' and whats 'poo-poo' in the world of Dykedom. From clit piercings, finance , clubbing, politics; basically everything that, whilst i have no direct need to know, still creates such a hot want within me.
Their best regular section, by far, however, is 'Advice' by Dawn Cohen (see pic. series above)
Dawn is LOTL's reigning dyke agony aunt. She covers topics ranging from jail, to sex, society and politics; and never ceases to amaze. I always find myself turning to her intelegant and sympathetic words before any others...
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Yet it was when 'Smouldering' (to use her nome-plume) sent in the following question to 'Advice' as to the mysteries of Lesbians and smoking, that i truly moistened my pants.
I must admit the mysteries of smoking had always intrigued me, especially after they include the titillating photo above, to accompany Dawn's reply.
I lay on my bed gobsmacked over the notion of cigarettes as "post, come-out" help, or even as gateway drug into the seedy world of labia minera. What is Dawn saying i wondered, as my eyes darted below the crotch of the Marlborough smoking dykes crotch, noticing that, "hey, she smokes my brand!"
There i saw the rest of Dawn's response to 'Smouldering's' enquiry into dyke-smoke, the dirty truth...
I thought about what else new,young, nubile dykes could do with their hand; and just what lesbian "bond(ing)" involves; as i read Dawn's closing line (underlined in
RED for those at home).
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It was their plane to see,
dykes hate themselves as much as any of us.
Seems we're not so different after all.
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P.S - sorry that all the photos were at the top of the article and not spread throughout it as i wanted. Still getting used to this thing. Any help would be greatly appreciated. I can take the criticism.... kind of.
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