I have the pleasure of working in a file room where for the most part I’m alone.  So I occasionally steal a few lines on paper.  I had gotten up to actually do some work and left my sketchbook uncovered when my mother, whom I work with, rushed into the room.  Right over to the area where my book was.

I’m fairly certain my mom got a good long look at the Issue 23 Page 6. Three  obvious panels of Cait and Adam.  My shame.

dls

If she saw it she didn’t say anything.  I didn’t rush over to cover it, that would be pretty obvious.  But did she see it?   What did she think?

I’ve heard a great deal of people who are afraid of their friends and family finding out about their attraction to pregnancy.  Then I thought.  “Gee, who have I told?”

No one.  My best friend found out because I let her talk to G’tron.   She was doing her best impression of a 4channer telling me about disgusting thing’s she’d seen and claimed I couldn’t find anything that would confuse or scare her.  So G told her how I had met him and she found out my dirty little secret. We never really talked about it since and I’ve never told another person.  Granted I don’t know many people.

So I thought I’d talk to others about their experiences with telling people. Maybe it could help some out there that are fighting with the decision to tell someone.

First up.  My partner in comic crime, Lyze.

How many people, that you know in real life, have you told about your kink?

2 (He said three but I don’t count, we MET through it.)

How hard was it to tell if you did, and if you did tell multiple people, does it get any easier?

I found that yes, it gets easier, and at this point I practically want to tell people just to not have that secret.  Doing a lot of hint dropping.  For no other reason than to be found out cause it feels like it would be relieving.

Any experiences you want to relate?

So I’m dating this girl named Kristen and she was doing the whole tell me your secrets things and I told her.  It wasn’t that smooth actually, it was a lot of me stammering and stopping and starting over not being able to say it.

So finally, since she’s insisting its okay as long as it’s nothing something involving anal or kids or animals or whatever, I blurt it out.  Her face lights up and she smiles big and announces “COOL!”…. Not the response I expected. She asked me to explain what it was about it that I liked, is it the glow, is it this, is it that, blah blah.  But mostly she took it well.  As she explained, it probably had a lot to her having had a son so she appreciated the idea that, had it been me, I would have found her attractive, if not more so.

Then she dressed up and one of the stranger, most memorable, and rather fun days of my life happened. Especially when her dad called in the middle of cuddling/making out/playing around stage.  So you have to picture her dressed like that, on my lap, she’s got her dad on the phone and I’ve decided that I’m going to make that call as uncomfortable for her as possible. On the phone.

Her only concern was that this doesn’t turn into an all the time thing. The dress up bit.  Cause I think she felt it was less of me finding her attractive as it attractive.  Then she turned into a fucking psycho and ruined my life, the end.

Posted 25 Jan, 2009 | by KB | [15] Comments
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