• Splenetic

I loathe myself.

And for a good reason.

Today afternoon, while waiting for a teacher to let our class into the classroom, I was sitting and reading for my anatomy exam tomorrow in the lobby. In time more people from my class gathered around me, and eventually the loud N, V and H arrived and sat on the bench opposite of me. Being afternoon and my class were talking about, the subject of "discussion" turned into sex and with N and V being both mothers, into children. N started the chain of events leading to the title by mentioning she had once read an article about a lesbian couple who had become pregnant with what apparently was an artificial insemination done home. N further continued they had used the sperm of a male friend. What N, V and H then wondered was how the child was technically conceived. One theory involved a man masturbating, a cup, a syringe and two women; the other...

N began ranting and raving about her theory loudly. She, amidst her almighty-and-omnipotent-straight-woman-analysing-lesbians-and-their-womanhood raging, stated that the guy had probably fucked either of the women. "What's the difference", she kept saying, "if a man fucks her? He can just use lubricant, and she can close her eyes and imagine it's her partner fucking her with a strap-on!" I became nauseaous; not only was she utterly blinded by the heterosexual penis-centred mentality, but she also ignored the one thing that makes all the difference in the world. Sexuality (the abstract) and the means to express it (the concrete) are two completely different things, and sex as intercourse or any other physical thing is merely one way to express the sexuality.

She seems to think that it's the result that counts, not the way to get there. If she likes cunnilingus, I'm sure it would make a hell big a difference if the one licking her vulva was a man, a woman or a dog! And I hate myself for not having the guts to tell her so!!!