It’s said that we are all bisexual to a degree with some being closer to the gay end of the spectrum and others being closer to the straight end but mostly we are somewhere in between. I personally identify as bisexual but as I don’t have available a regular girl playmate who is also a working girl or anyone to offer a complete bi-double service with, I don’t advertise bi-doubles as an option.

On the scale with gay being at one end and straight at the other and bisexual as the intersecting part in the middle, I’m probably mostly closer to the straight end. I am definitely a man’s lady and in a two-woman pairing I prefer to be the more feminine of the two, but not such a passive partner as this could imply. My very first lesbian fantasy revealed one kind of woman I am attracted to: a boyish woman, with hardly any breasts to speak of although I do enjoy broad hips on a woman. I like a short-haired woman whose hair I can run my fingers through – I hate hair with product in it on a girl. I like a woman with attitude, bad attitude that is. (Think Samantha Ronson as opposed to the sweet, blue-eyed Ellen Degeneres). My ultimate lesbian fantasy is to play with a woman like this, mutual oral would be divine and eventually to have phallic sex toys used on me (and obviously her if that’s her thing too). I love a woman like this who can use a strap-on on me. Go figure. I have one client who dreams of bring present during this scenario particularly if he can indulge in anal play while I am being fucked.

Having said that I’m attracted to slightly dangerous boyish girls though, I also love interacting sexually with cuddly, large-breasted, soft-bellied women, the real earth-mother BBW type but they have to be soft and feminine, no ball-breakers allowed in that fantasy. And I get to wear the strap-on first if we use it. Isn’t it interesting what these two two-women scenarios say about me and my mental constructs of masculinity and femininity?  And that the strap-on is a must in both fantasies?

I was talking with a client the other day about his attraction to ladyboys. He likes feminine boys presenting as women, pre-op transsexuals. He says gay men do nothing for him, he needs tits on them, even though he’s not a “tits-man”. Like me, he is also turned on by women wearing strap-ons. The way he described it really did it for me. He wants to visit a hooker who is wearing a strap-on when she answers the door. Even better, he wants her to be wearing a strap-on under her dress which he can reach up and grab. Very erotic.  I must get a strap-on.  I’d like to be that hooker.

I’m endlessly amazed by how such diverse fantasies get our juices going – and often wonder whether it is worth looking up my kept notes from a uni paper I did to see how Jung or Freud would interpret such. Surely even the straightest of the straight have ideas which intrigue them which could be considered homo-erotic – if they can bring themselves to be honest with themselves, that is.