diphyes
Posts: 18
Joined: 10/5/2007 From: Room 302 Status: offline
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My natural first inclination is to introduce myself by the first name - but with something of a necessary departure from my daily identity being a wise choice to make, well, you understand. So call me Diphyes, or the faun, or whatever you please. Makes little difference to me. A nose on any other dame would smell so sweetly, or something. Heh... s'strange, being on an actual a message board again. It's even stranger being immersed in the community once more. I haven't taken part of the community as a community since, well, my first and only relationship based in its foundations on BDSM. I learned a lot from that girl. I'm still trying to unlearn a lot of it. But most of the folk on the boards here seem to be decent folk, and as long as I keep my ass covered and my wits up there shouldn't be a problem. We're all way past prey material by now, I'd hope. I'm being tangental. I should get to that self-introduction thing, right...? I don't know what all there is to say. Ah, having been considered a somewhat androgynous boy my whole life, I guess it's not too surprising that I became a tranvestite as well... though without anyone else's influence, I'd probably be the same in that department. Fucking with the socially defined limits of gender, whether with my flesh or that of another, ah.... But society's rules of acceptable conduct are made to be broken, and doing things that would revolt or shock others is the appeal of at least half of commonly practiced fetish activity. They certainly enhance the other, but I would be roughly the same without the images and terms and slang that the internet passed on to me over my formative years. Though distanced from most official M/s situations, I know I can never change my coding regarding my own fetishes and choices, and I find myself at my most comfortable spending time hanging and speaking with people who are also not afraid to accept themselves. Something that was true before I was ever told the meaning of bee-dee-es-em. Whatever that is. I was actually lead here on the suggestion of a friend, upon hearing of my quest for employment. I live too far from civilization to get a job which the gas prices for will not make entirely unfeasible, so I tried applying for fantasy artistry and webcam shows; but apparently most phone lines and cam sites hire women, no matter how pretty, versatile, and "imaginative" the boy, and so my quest goes on. Jaehrek's slave pointed her finger to collarme and told me to ask around. Honestly, I'm probably going to spend most of my time here lurking, looking for a link or a name-drop that could help me in my search for some type of reasonable employ; or maybe not. Either way, I hope my initial impressions of this nexus of sodomy hold true. Tschüß.
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Many are the wand bearers; I bear with me no sign; Yet, I was mad, was drunken, Ere yet I tasted wine; Nor bleeding grape can slacken The thirst wherewith I pine; And the god, the true Iacchus, Hears now this song of mine. - Edith Thomas
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