About Jane

So as you may have deciphered from my first post, if you read it (and if you didn’t what are you waiting for?) that I like all kinds. Meaning in layman’s terms, I’m ‘bisexual,” though I’m not sure I’m fond of that categorization.

My relationships throughout the years have been rocky at best, since all but recently I’ve only seemed to care about learning more of my own sexuality than anyone else’s and being utterly curious in everything that has to do with sex. Unfortunately this curiosity has led to embarrassing mishaps. Like the time I was 14 and decided to give my first blow job to a guy named Ken behind a stage during a high school production of ‘Twelfth Night.’ Yes, I was Viola and he was Sebastian, and if you know anything about Twelfth Night you’ll relate to how terribly incestuous this felt. Needless to say, the operation did not go smoothly, as he realized he was missing his cue and urinated in my mouth. Yes. Urinated. Many close friend’s I’ve told this to are still skeptical of its accuracy, saying things like, “Are you sure it was urine? You were 14, maybe you just didn’t know what cum looked like?”

And to those in doubt who may stumble upon this post one day, recognizing the story, I tell you, I was not mistaken.

So that was technically my first sexual experience. Too young? Perhaps. Of course that didn’t stop me from losing my virginity 3 years later to a man 5 years my senior in Boston while visiting my aunt, who for one, didn’t know I was a minor, and for 2 didn’t know I was a virgin. Let’s just say it involved a wall, a lot of pain, and a lot of “don’t call me” retort.

Everything in this category has been rather tragic since. Do I welcome tragedy? Perhaps. It’s like the line in the play ‘Closer’ when Larry tells Dan that Anna is “a depressive” and needs things not to work out so she can feel normal.

I suppose you’re wondering about the whole…bisexuality thing. Well let me just say now, I was not abused as a child, my parents are not divorced and I never ran away from home and joined a transexual circus. So there’s no reason for it other than my own interest and curiosity. Just thought I’d get that out of the way now. It started beginning of college, I met a lesbian I was really attracted to in film school and I partook in a few affairs of the female persuasion. Since then, I’ve only been in love once, and it was with a man, so, I’m still pretty across the board.

As you may have noticed, I don’t mind being blunt. I find it’s the only way one can learn of these things in a world that deems sexual discussion inappropriate.