I started writing this story over the summer and got busy and forgot about it. Now that I have past the anniversary of my celibacy, I decided that this topic warranted further exploration. I enjoyed what I wrote for the original release so I decided rather than trashing it or waiting until next summer, I would go ahead and write this little preamble and go with what I had already written. The research is current work, however – “wink”.
Below is the story I started last summer and plan to report on in the coming weeks.
I may choose to regale you with further summer romance stories later because my history with boys of summer is a hot one. Well, at least they were all HOT (the summers and the boys). But for now I am going to explore a topic inspired by Jase Smith’s production of THE ROCKY HORROR SHOW which opens this Thursday at The Firehouse Theatre Project in Richmond, Virginia.
I was fortunate enough to be enlisted by STYLE WEEKLY to write a pre-story on the show and spend some time with Jase and Terence Sullivan (who plays Frank N. Furter in the show) and watch a rehearsal a few weeks back. Over a delectable brunch at The Mill in Richmond’s Northside, Jase shared his vision for updating the show. He thinks that RHS has lost some of its message as it has become more campy than shocking over the years. So to shoot some life back into the story, he has decided to set the action in a sex club rather than a castle. The cast costumed in S&M garb and there is a lot of bondage action going on.
The film version, THE ROCKY HORROR PICTURE SHOW, is one of the most influential films of my life. (I know, it is such an odd choice compared to loftier pics like 8 1/2 or CITIZEN KANE but stay with me here.) I was a tender 15 when my RHPS cherry was popped, a place in my life where I was in great emotional conflict over my sexuality. I attended a very uptight conservative school where the girls and boys were separated. The big social message in the girl’s school was “You remain a virgin until you are married or you are a slut.” and it was a battle to keep your reputation spotless in order to remain accepted by the group.
My hormones were coursing through me like a herd of wild mustangs spooked by a coyote and I just didn’t know what to do with these intensely mixed messages.
This guy I was sweet on took me to see the film. I was instantly drawn in by the interaction of the crowd. The theatre ran the fire sprinklers during “There’s A Light” the scene where it rains on Brad and Janet baptizing them before entering Frank’s castle. The guy playing Eddie in the live re-enacting cast rode through the theatre on a real Harley Davidson. And of course there was rice and toast and hotdogs and cards thrown at the appropriate times. But the film changed my life when Brad, Janet, Rocky, Columbia and Frank end up in the pool in a pleasurable group grope all dolled up in their bustiers and fishnets and sang “Don’t Dream It, Be It”. Those words echoed through my head and somehow sent me the message that it is OK to want sex but most importantly, it is OK to enjoy sex.
I did NOT run out and loose my virginity at that time but a switch was flipped and when the time came I was excited and guiltless about it.
The good news is that I still enjoy sex. The bad news is that I currently lack a suitable sexual partner. (Note: this is a statement of fact, not an invitation.)
So Jase and the Richmond RHS cast in addition to some readers have encouraged me to do a little research and learn more about what toys are available for people who are taking their sex life into their own hands so to speak.
Please know that I will be interviewing some people on this topic and reporting back what I learn – after I check with wordpress to make sure it is OK to talk about this stuff on a blog.
This could take a little time as I am working on a formidable project right now so please be patient. In the mean time if you have any specific questions or topics you would like to suggest for research, feel free to suggest away.