N - It sounded like a good idea back in the day, but now it
seems, um, silly going on techno-kinky. The whole Dayglow thing, that is.
O - I like the Idea of Dayglow. It feels like a fun, way to
daydream up a seriously hot nocturnal dream.
N - *chuckle* It isn’t the shared fantasy I’d grin at, it
would be the co-authors trying like all hell to pass each other on the street
and not grin at what they’d shared in the past chapter or two. Secrets, don’t
you know… you can’t tell theirs or they MIGHT tell yours…
O - Hum… we sleep together. It might be hard to not grin
when you come to bed. Then again we may not be the best suited for the whole
DayGlow concept.
N - True enough. But we can fake it well enough to show the
truly anonymous authors how it’s done. I’ve haven’t really shared any of
mine, not at any depth… didn’t want to give you any ideas… that you didn’t
already have. I’m gettin’ a bit old to try the whole chinning bar and
chandelier thing
O - It can’t be any worse than live action tentacle porn or
monster hentai.
N - Ok, monster hentai is just cartoon art not for children…
but live action tentacle porn? Poor, poor octopus. I’d be expecting PETA
to show up on set with serious firepower (to dissuade the humans) and whatever
might pass for first aid for a traumatized octopus.
O - You should try having an octopi suck to your nipple some
time, hits that pain and pleasure threshold, kinda blurs them actually.
N - Seriously, the whole idea of Dayglow is that nothing is
taboo, except expressing what isn’t you. No one knows your name, or face… or
even your co-author. So yea, bring it on. But the other critters on
planet with us? Might want to show them a bit of respect, just in case A)
they’re not pan-species, and B) they have some supernatural patron/protector…
with a seriously subtle sense of humor.
O - A seriously subtle sense of humor? Well, we could talk
about banana peels and the benefits of frozen strawberries. Are you okay? I can
hear you hyperventalating across the house.
N - ROFLMFAO!!! OH MY GOOD GODDESS… a fully Vegan
certified whole fuck, er, foods, orgasm? OH BOY… officer of the deck, put her
in the wind…
O - Not vegan, I used whole dairy butter remember?
C -Excuse me? I wasn’t in the kitchen, and I was doing my
damn dead level best not to even guess at what you were up to. And I’m
still a little foggy about what Vegans will and won’t eat. Does eating pussy
count as eating meat? Or dairy? It damn sure wasn’t planted in someone’s
macro-figurative garden plot…
O - Eating cock and pussy falls under the same category as
breast milk. And technically you are eating female lubricant and male
ejaculate, not the actual cock or pussy unless you are into cannibalism. Can
you define pan-species? Is it like pan-sexual?
N - Close enough. Ummm… a horny cocker spaniel humping your
leg has delusions of being pan-speceial… the size large pit bull? Just might be
the real thing. You know, like the dirty joke about the dog who went to the vet
to get his toenails trimmed after surprising his mistress getting out of the
bathtub…
O - Umm.. no never heard the joke. I was wondering about
that dream you were talking about, the one with the little balls.
N - Drawing a serious blank on a dream involving little
balls. Care to refresh my memory?
O - The little ones that make bell sounds like my
ben-wah balls.
N - Ummm, are you talking about electro-static balls? The
ones that build up a static charge as you roll them, and then randomly drop
about a 150 kV shock when the potential over runs the resistance of the glass?
The ones that come with rubber gloves for the operator? Them things are
intended to overload someone’s nerves to the point it invokes the body’s pain
control endorphins. A rather dangerous toy for the totally jaded… or totally
masochistic. Not something I’d be inclined to include even in a fantasy… don’t
think scorching someone’s nerves would really be my cup of tea.
O - Nope. the blue tooth benwah ballas.
N - Oh, ooookkkk…. Gotcha. That was an online friend of mine
concocted that thought… a sex toy you controlled with your cell phone. Said she
was tired of the damn phone interrupting everything, figured it would be
justice if it gave something positive in exchange. *chuckle* She did
have a rather, um, interesting imagination. Wasn’t my fantasy, I was just
telling tales out of school. It grew out of the story of the dragon’s tongue
thing the kid was designing to razz a rather stuffed shirt professor of
engineering who just happened to have the lad’s total future and fate under his
control.
O - Sorry for the delay Just got off the phone with a
friend. Grrrrrr! When will this whole poly monogamy thing settle down! I have
been poly for years. Why is the whole I am practicing monogamy thing twisting
knickers and frosting noses?
N - Best guess? Someone is having trouble with understanding
that polyamory is simply dispersed monogamy. A love affair is a love affair,
and any love affair is a complicated balance built from many components.
O - Dispersed monogamy. I like that. Each time I was in a
serious Poly relationship I had to deal with the ex being jealous as fuck and
sulking around that he was alone. He was not mature enough to handle the
balancing act, or mature enough to get anyone to look his way. I guess that is
one of the things that was cruel about being poly with him. He was not ready
for it, he thought it was all about slutting around and fucking. The
relationships and friendships didn’t mean anything. For me, it was about the
friendships and well I would be lying if I said the sex wasn’t a nice bonus.
N - Well, to start with you pretty well have to have
graduated from Romantic Love into Mature Love to actually do well in a Poly
relationship. And it’s a disaster in the building to think going Poly will let you
hide from whatever baggage you might have hanging off the concept of love,
particularly if you’ve got love confused with sexual acceptance. *chuckle* Not
that I’d take the job, but if someone gave me the job of building a Poly
family? My first demand would be one full calendar year of absolute celibacy
for everyone involved. Keep sex out of the mix until everyone had a good and
solid handle on what they had internalized within themselves as the meaning of
“love.”
O - I guess five years is a good start. The whole celibacy
for a year thing would only work if the group began at the same time. In many
cases poly begins with a couple that adds elements over time. Forcing celibacy
on the whole group wouldn’t work. In addition, not all partners are in relationships
with everyone. Somewhere in one of my files on your computer is a diagram of
different shapes of poly, I think it is with my research paper. However, if a
year of celibacy and involvement within the family were to be a first step…
that might work. Dynamics are so complex.
N - Indeed they are. The very word Polyamory is a bit
misleading. The outsider stereotype is of a group of mutated sex addict
swingers (sad creatures, they) trying to use a change-of-label to protect
themselves from whatever caused them to be addicts in the first place. From
what I read (over your shoulder), and what I’ve seen in my wanderings? The
“chain marriage” format of one physical lover and one emotional intimate of the
opposite gender looked like the most stable of the forms. The classic wife and mistress
thing, and God help the boy if he gets both of them mad at him at the same time!
O - Ah Heinlein. Perhaps we should call it a night and toss
you in the freezer.
N - Minerva? Is that you? Dammit girl, what are you doing
risking your hull trying to save my ancient ass? Don’t you understand… oh well.
They mean well. What’s another six thousand years between friends?
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