So…
If you have been reading the blogs of lil ole me, you understand the why I am such a fascinating character. I'm crazy as hell, performed all over SF (and beyond) for the last 3 years, versatile with performance styles from basic lip-synchs to the outrageous epic productions, I paint my own face and make my own wigs from scratch. Oh and that thing of me being a Biological Female and in a loving Lesbian relationship with my gorgeous girl, Jodi.
But also…
1) I am married to (yikes) a Man, who use to crossdress and perform a bit on stage. Yes, one of those "my student visa is expiring...can you help me?" situations. Alas, I was bored of his stupidness and I wanted to be alone, okay so have the place to myself to be bad, plus he couldn't cough up the cash per my agreement. So now I am trying to track him down to serve the divorce papers and get on with my life with the love of my life. Who knows, with those new Same Sex Marriage laws in California...
2) Before marrying a man (or lack there of), I was in 2 long term Lesbian relationships for 6 years. I came out at 19 but knew I was special when I first saw Apollonia in Purple Rain and wanted to touch her boobies while dressed like Prince (he was prettier). After the 2nd heartbreak I was like “Women are too Much to Handle, Let me Jump the Fence!” Only to get with a Cross-dressing secretly Gay Man I am hunting down for a Divorce….yeah I know, nice move Holy!
3) I was an up-and-coming Dominatrix. I was about to go into business before I got into a relationship. I Loved to mind screw and torture my subs and had an expertise of feminization. Yes, honey, I made the most handsome stud into my beautiful dolls, complete with fishy makeup and girly clothing. Forced them to walk in 6” heels and clean my house for my amusement, as well as treat me as a Goddess. Ooooh it hurt so good. And I was really fabulous with all of this but this power over people, mentally it leaked into my other social life of drag and even my everyday life as girl. I was feeling wonderful yet empty, and dammit…those dolls were so needy, no matter how much I beat them or strapped it to….(oh wait, this could easily get too XXX) and it wasn’t about them…it was suppose to be about me.
4) I am a phone whore. I work as a Customer Service Rep for a non profit organization that helps other non profit organizations obtain computer stuff for like pennies so they can save the cash to help their organizations. I am on the phones like all day. Yay! Not my idea job but it pays the bills. Every morning I wake up cursing and dread having to face the day…then I have breakfast and feel kinda better. One day, I can fly this coop. But until then...How can I help you today?
5) I used to be a real phone whore…well sort of. I was actually a self proclaimed sex advisor and for .99 a minute you could call me with all of your, issues, dysfunctions or whatever. When I think about it, it did pay the bills kinda Fierce as I had regulars and most of the time I was giving bogus advise or just listen to them complain about how small their manhood is, ew!
I think that is enough for now.
Holy McGrail
“I Have the Best Tranny Tits Money Didn’t Buy!”
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