Reflections From Last Night #4

Leah and I went out to celebrate our bartending certification with wings, shots, and air of sexual tension. We decided to visit our favorite cheap spot on West 4th with some of our friends from bartending school.  Here’s what we figured out afterwards…

xoxo Parker Chase

Tuesday Night 6/2/09
Location: Down The Hatch

Parker:

1. To the guys…you can’t bring a wing woman out with you if she actually has feelings for you.
2. Yes, a shot of Jäger makes you happy, but any more shots of it afterwards just makes you incredibly horny.
3. Only in my world is “I’m a chef” a suitable pick up line.
4. Telling an annoying stranger who is trying to chat you up that your teacher (who is standing next to you) is your lover, seems to be a trusty cockblock AND a turn on to said annoying stranger.
5. If you do not turn off your phone before you go to bed, you will get a drunken call @ 5am from the gentleman you gave your number to.

BONUS: Is it a good night if all you want to do is go home and masturbate?

Leah:

1. If you feel the need to call someone out on his or her relationship bullshit, then do it!!
2. If your ex, girlfriend, friend, mom, sister, cousin, aunt, or baby’s mama thinks I am trustworthy…they are foolish.
3. I love having guy friends; they make the night more fun.
4. Pretending your homegirl is your ‘girlfriend’ to keep guys off is hot.
5. Hand holding makes me moist because I am a spinster who doesn’t get out
enough these days.

BONUS: Steeling the AA batteries out of the living room remote control for
my masterbational usage turns me on more.

Love Masochist

The cold needles pierce my tender calf muscles and it hurts so good…Her left hand holds my leg steady and she feels me quiver, not in pain but in anticipation…The bleeding lines form her shape. My bondaged kitten, to whom I feel apart of. My hands tied behind my back and hips belted down to the chair, legs open. I’m at the mercy of my artist and with every twitch she smiles.With every drop of pleasure I exhale louder.

“Harder.” I insist.

The needles go deeper, blood circling my ankle, she wipes me down and kisses my knee.

“Almost done?” I asked.

” You will be done when I say you are.” she replies.

My heart beats out of my chest. She kisses me, my lips overwhelm hers.

“Are you lost?” I ask sarcastically.

She silences me with a gag, the fear of suffocation makes me well up in tears but she won’t hurt me, and I won’t let the fear ruin this moment…not this time. I bite down on the gag as the pressure of several needles paints the picture I adore.

She looks up at me with those piercing blue eyes. “Open wider.”

She drops the gun and slides her fingers inside me. I exhale and feel my breath get thinner. I refuse to moan and give her that satisfaction. She knows it. She shows no remorse on my body. I’m owned by her,  the ink shooting Golden Locks.
However, she should have covered my eyes. Now under my hypnosis there is no release this time.

She pulls down my gag and I whisper, “You are mine you know…”

“I always was.”

Our heavy breaths consume the room. She unties me from the chair. Before she can checkmate me, I push my blood filled spiked heel to her shoulder. Pinned against the grown she looks stunned. The juice dripping down my thigh… down my calf now burns the raw skin, down my heels onto her chest. Looking deep into her blue, now misty eyes…she begs as I pull the grenade from my belt.

“But if I can’t have you no one can.” The pin lingers between my teeth as I leave the room. I don’t look back. You were the one and you always will be now. The love massacre lives to tell our story.

Leah Lexington

Activisim: AIDS Walk/Marriage Equality Rally (Double Review)

We wanted to keep the post current, but we are a week late with it, sorry guys its been a bit crazy lately… Parker

Last Sunday Leah and I attended the  AIDS Walk in Central Park. It was my first time ever participating in something like that. I was moving with a sea of thousands along a 6 mile route around the city. Some walked in teams, some walked in pairs. Everyone had their reasons. I walked for my uncle who I lost to AIDS when I was a child, too young to understand the severity of the disease. Although my legs hated me at the end, I would do it again in a heartbeat. I cant wait until next year.

After the AIDS walk we headed down to the Marriage Equality Rally. There were many speakers such as Governor Patterson, Mayor Bloomberg, Cynthia Nixon, Kristin Davis, Audra McDonald, and David Hyde Pierce amongst many others. It was amazing seeing such a turnout for love and all the legal rights that go with that love. I am straight, I may have been one of the few in the crowd, but I feel that everyone deserves a happy ending no matter who you’re with. I want my friends to be able to wed and have it recognized by the state and government. ‘Civil Unions’ are bullshit. Marriage is real. If we as a country were able to get rid of segregation, how is this really any different?

xoxo Parker Chase

Last week I decided to up my karma points by raising money for the AIDS

Walk in memory of my uncle who passed just a couple of years ago.

Unfortunatly I started my collection rather late BUT still managed to

raise $315 in just 5 days. So on walk day...I realize "WOW people wake

up to support a cause rather early." My spirits were high enough to

lift me right out of bed and all through that long 6 mile walk.I

personally feel it was 12 miles...just me?

After a good hike I collected my t shirt and finish line

certificate, Parker and I caught our second wind at Brooklyn Diner.

YUM! Then we were off to the Marriage Equality Rally. Secretly I hopped

to meet my future ex girlfriend but I settled for quality time with my

bff and the most adorable gay boys blocking my view of the stage with

signs. Honest to god it looked like a 1970's protest but more

organaized and minus the pot (unfortunatly). Girls wearing face

painted peace signs and bell bottoms, boys looking like a Levi's

commercial, I swear the movie 'Across the Universe' threw up all over midtown. It

was gorgeous! All these beautiful people standing side by side only

hoping for the same rights as everyone else. Is it to much for me to

ask for the right to screw up marriage just as much as the next

person?

The best speaker by far was Cynthia Nixon from 'Sex and the City'. The

applause and positive energy brought chills up my spine. When it came

time to go home however the chills settled at my feet and turned to

more of a throbbing. Activism ain't easy kids! But its a good color on

me...

Leah Lexington ; )

The Art of the Meet and Greet: Female Seduction

If its one thing I can’t stand its a girl with corny pick up lines.
I felt that when I shed the 95% of my heterosexuality, lame lines and
gestures would become a thing of the past much like birth control and
condoms.
Even more frustrating than failed attempts at my interest is the lack
of attempts in general. To the girl who stands across the room thinking
up all the things she’ll never say out loud I suggest starting with a
smile and head nod. As for you bold broads who’ve caught a disease I
call “undeserved confidence”  you could take a lesson or two from
Quiet Quincy in the corner. Starting off with things like “I hate this DJ, don’t you just hate
this DJ?” chances are its not the DJ’s fault your “moves” are 1995 even
if the music is. Also a good chance you’ve insulted a friend of mine
hold my purse by the turntables. (On that note don’t tell me I’m so
much more attractive than the go-go dancer, you’re just desperate for
material, she’s probobly a friend of mine and now I know how rude and
judgmental you are)

*Always do the research and know who your prey is
and who they’re friends are before approaching*

Another major meet and great seduction faux pas (and this rings
true for both breeders and gays of all genders): Don’t buy your pretty
little obstacle a drink and proceed to follow your $8 investment around
the party all night long. Since when is pineapple and goose a wedding
engagement? If you make yourself seem too available we’ll wonder why
and if you ignore us we’ll think you’re an ass…I never said this was
simple. The key is to not be creepy; hair sniffing is not the new “how
are ya?”
So why is the cliché ” just be yourself” often unsuccessful? Not
everyone is smooth operating, Joe Cool 1st time around. However first
impressions really are everything SO here is some advice from personal
experience in both the gay and straight scene, enjoy.

Do- make friendly eye contact
Don’t- stare like an admiring fan, obsessively and for long periods of time.
Do- say hi and introduce yourself
Don’t- slate. This isn’t an audition or interview
Do- ask what your prey is drinking
Don’t- buy a drink you insist she must try an finish with you. Tell
her to enjoy and walk away, if she’s interested you’ll see her again
within the hour so leave the bar tab open
Do-make small talk with her friends, be witty.
Don’t- rant to her friends about how single you and how you couldn’t be
more over your ex.
If your prey is interested she will do her part in conjuring up
witty banter. Take a moment to interrupt her rambling with a compliment
preferably a facial one like ” you have very gorgeous eyes” or if
you’re feeling ballsy ” I’m mesmerized by your lips” be careful because you
may imply that you’d like a smooch, which only works if you KNOW
she’s into you.

Good luck and happy hunting!

Leah Lexington <3