It Only Hurts When I Try By Lee “Bridgett” Harrington Originally appeared in TransOhio March 2007 So today I didn’t try. Today I just put on a bra and tank top and tried not to care at all. I discouraged myself from looking in the mirror and made lots of jokes at the bazaar along [...]
I need warm water. Warm ocean or hot tub. Need. Bare chest, face slipping under water. A poem I wrote on my way towards Peru: Mud faeries and Mermen I’ve missed being a mud faerie eyes above the water spaces of safety and the green muck of my being. He would come into the cave [...]
First published in Slit Magazine, the “T Issue” http://www.slitmag.org/t.html http://www.slitmag.org/ Trashed By Lee “Bridgett” Harrington Two miles from the airport she put her hand on my thigh, not ready for me to fly away. Breath heavy with JD she kissed me hard harder until I breathed in her essence, breathed her in and was swept [...]
What better place to sit and choose when transitions open up My pathways concrete and unknown highways crossroads of the soul Draw circle A shoelace in one hand and book at the center Chalk outlines of bodies and spirits lay before my hands City soul a portal between worlds at the Beaverton TC
I just recycled about 25+ pounds worth of stuff I wrote, made or whatever between age 2 and 13. I’ve kept a stack, maybe about 1/2 of a storage box worth. The boxes I went through also had my baby book, wacky stuff. Anyway, found a few poems I wanted to share. ((written grade 3)) [...]
Earning his Black Hankie By and from the life of Lee Harrington For those unaware of the hankie code… Black means Heavy S/M. My boy Hunter had approached me a week and a half before and asked if I would help him re-earn his leathers and hankies. He and I both have been in public [...]
First Published in Wet Set Magazine, Issue #48 Wet Dreams and Wetter Desires: Ramblings on Piss and Female Ejaculation By Lee “Bridgett” Harrington Wetness. Warmth. Naughtiness. Silliness. Desire. Piss play is a curious thing for me, a line between taboo and natural instinct, between degradation and dominance, between inappropriate desires and what just IS. My [...]
as gates before me open up and she proud and ferocious rises up inside and wrenches out my potential I am bound in her fur wrapped in her being tied to her will as gates open up wide before me with a thousand possibilities lying to the east her scull laughs back her claws rip [...]
Before the event there had been a casual online flirt, but I had no idea. Most skills a Dominant might learn can be taught. How one throws a single tail with accuracy to flick the skin or slice it wide. How to use electrical equipment with dexterity and creative application. How ropes can be most [...]
This is the first of what I am calling my “impressions” series- me writing first impressions on people I have met that in the first few days of knowing them I go “wow, they will be in my life in some form, or will change it”- I am sad looking back with my memory that [...]