by SG’s Team Agony feat. Sassie and Vanessa
Let us answer life’s questions – because great advice is even better when it comes from SuicideGirls.
[Sassie in Postern]
Q: How does a shy guy like me talk to an angel? For the longest time, I have been enjoying the most intense dreams of a SG kind of girl. All emo with tattoos and such. Gush….
This has been going on in my thoughts and dreams even before I discovered this wonderful site. It is almost as if I found my way this far for a reason.
Now with that said, I am in a horrible marriage. Ten years have gone by now. If it were not for the fact that we have an 8-year old daughter, I would have dumped her years ago.
Do you think it is possible to find the gal of my dreams here on SG? And if so, how do I approach the subject of me being married but not happy and ready to jump ship?
Let us leave it at that for now…
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by Laurelin
Dating. I think we all know by now that I suck at it. I’m a tough girl to win over, and the odds of me scaring someone off by date three are pretty damn good despite the initial attraction. I’m going to be honest, I have been sampling what Boston has to offer lately and am having a damn good time with it — it’s summertime, what do you want from me? I’ve realized that keeping an open mind when it comes to guys has meant I have met a lot of cool people who I normally wouldn’t have gone for… I have also met a lot of idiots.
Guys, good lord, I know sometimes girls turn out to be a bit bonkers; especially girls like me who habitually come home a little drunk around 4 AM with a rip in their jeans and a half eaten cheeseburger in their purse. But I figure I may as well tell it like it is; it doesn’t matter how hot you are, it is totally possible to lose even the most captivated girl in ten minutes. Listen up guys. Help me help you, take heed of these simple rules, and then maybe we can all go get a margarita.
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by Brad Warner
About a week ago I saw a posting on Facebook regarding a big Buddhist gathering in upstate New York. The post read as follows, “Next week, New York’s Garrison Institute will be hosting some 230 Buddhist teachers for a conference on a range of topics concerning the future of Buddhist practice in North America, including legacy, succession, lineage, ethics, and ‘how to preserve and adapt the Dharma in new conditions without losing depth.’ The conference, known as the Maha Teacher Council, is by invitation only.”
I reposted this link on my own Facebook page with the following comments, “Oh nice. A self-selected group of important Buddhists get together to decide what’s best for the rest of us. Gatherings like this worry me a lot. The intent is to create a unified sense of what Buddhism ought to be. It’s like trying to create a unified sense of what art ought to be. Very Soviet sounding to me.” This generated a lot of commentary and crosstalk that’s still going on even as I type this.
One of the initial comments asked if I was “butt hurt” at not being invited. I’m not sure if “butt hurt” is how I would describe my feelings. But the commenter was correct in assuming I was not invited. And he was on the right track in thinking that my not having been invited was part of my problem with the event. But it wasn’t because I was “butt hurt.”
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by Annie Sprinkle, Ph.D.
In California there is a magical, sensual temple by the sea where two erotically gifted women-of-power live, work, play and bring excruciating pleasure to many. They are the busiest, most successful erotic practitioners that I know (and I know many). Miss Jaeleen and Ms. Montaine created and practice the art of “Bondassage.” Having been present at three of their sessions, I can tell you that they are extraordinary and do brilliant work. They also have been teaching a series of Bondassage workshops and offer Bondassage training for professionals, couples and individuals.
Jaeleen and Montaine each have their own luxury apartment in the same ocean front building. Their Bondassage room has delicious sacred space energy, with its lovely altars, tantric and Buddhist statues, fresh flowers, and a plush massage table. All is impeccably clean and neat. The room is painted hot pink, florescent orange, and Mediterranean blue. Along one entire wall is a big cabinet with many doors and drawers which, when opened, flood the room with kinky, fetish and SM accoutrements. This dynamite duo embraces and utilizes the archetypes of both the ‘Slut’ and the ‘Goddess.’ My kind of girls!
On a full moon night, with the sounds and scents of the ocean, we sat together on their plush couch. Montaine and Jaeleen let me peek behind their scenes, probe their brains, and let me in on some of the secrets of their sexcess.
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by SG’s Team Agony feat. Yulia and Kraven
Let us answer life’s questions – because great advice is even better when it comes from SuicideGirls.
[Yulia in Don’t Panic]
Q: I have something I’m in hoping an SG could help with — mainly cause it’s about an SG. Over the past year I have had my attention drawn toward a very beautiful Suicide Girl. The problem is that I’m falling for her big time and I’m really not sure how to go about getting her attention with all the other messages she has to wade through sending “love.” I’m sure you girls get all kinds of messages, and disregard most — right?
Thanks for any and all help with getting connected with my longed for love.
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by SG’s Team Agony feat. Lyxzen and Dalila
Let us answer life’s questions – because great advice is even better when it comes from SuicideGirls.
[Lyxzen in A Sunny Day In Portland]
Q: I’m at a loss to know the best way to introduce some of my interests to the woman I’m dating. For a few years I’ve written fetish erotic fiction, and explored those fetishes in real life as well. I don’t want to have to keep these interests secret, but I’m also unsure about the best way to introduce them. Many are fantasy level fetish stories, but some are closer to reality.
I’d love to share these, as well as the ideas within them, but I don’t want to move too quickly.
Ideas?
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by Laurelin
Remember that dream from when you were younger? The one where you’re walking the halls of your high school and everyone is looking at you funny and you can’t figure out why, and then you look down and find that you’re naked, and everyone sees you at your most vulnerable. That dream came true for me this past Saturday night. Instead of being involuntarily naked in a dream, it was real life, and I had actually consciously chosen to go nude on a stage in front of a theatre full of strangers.
Naked Girls Reading is exactly what it sounds like. I heard about it randomly one night out in Boston and thought that it would be a perfect wacky event to cover for my Boston nightlife blog. I sat in the darkened theatre at midnight and watched with bated breath as four women came out in beautiful silk robes and sparkling jewelry and fantastic heels, and one by one, they approached the microphone, dropped their robes, and read to the audience from a book. Was anyone listening to them? I kept losing track of what they were saying because I was just so amazed, they were there… naked, for everyone to see.
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