Month: December 2012

UPDATE: I WENT TO THE POLICE TO REPORT THE CAB DRIVER WHO SEXUALLY ASSAULTED EMILY AND ME — AND IT DIDN’T GO WELL

Remember a few weeks ago when I wrote about that sexually-assaulting-piece of shit cab driver who felt me up? Well, thanks to the comments and encouragement from friends and xoJane readers I went to the police station with Emily to report the incident.

Well, it didn’t go so well. The cops were assholes. Read the story here at xoJane.com.

VAGINA EATING, AMBIEN, AND RENNY WILSON – SEX, DRUGS, AND ROCK ‘N’ ROLL

The latest. Read the entire thing at VICE.com.

SEX – FIVE SINGS YOU SHOULD TRY VAGINA

You understand what Lady Gaga meant in “Poker Face” – Unless you’re a Mennonite, you’ve heard by now that “Poker Face” is about Gaga trying to keep a straight face while fantasizing about a woman to get off during sex with a man. Ever find yourself being pounded by a penis and imagining he’s a hot tattooed domme wearing a strap-on instead? Perhaps you should stop imagining and change your OkCupid sexual preference.

DRUGS – AMBIEN

A few weeks ago I flew back from Australia and the jet-lag brought my insomnia back in a major Tyler Durden way. After about a week of no sleep I found myself spending most of my time either crying or laughing hysterically for no reason, unable to write, and wandering the city with random pieces of bacon in my purse. After trying every other method I could think of with no success, I finally talked to my doctor about Ambien.

ROCK ‘N’ ROLL – RENNY WILSON

My Renny sexual fantasy involves a thrift store disco ball turning very slowly, bouncing light off of two frosty mugs of beer. He’ll then strut across the room, locking eye contact, and hand me my glass. He’ll put the vinyl copy of Sugarglider on, and whisper in my ear that I’m the first girl to hear it. Despite his somewhat dorky looks, I have a feeling Renny could get a girl wetter than Prince can.

Come to Dan Savage’s Holiday Party!

This Sunday, December 16, my hero Dan Savage and his husband Terry are throwing a holiday party at XL Nightclub in New York City. Sponsored by the It Gets Better Project, all proceeds go to the Ali Forney Center to help in their Hurricane Sandy relief efforts.

Please come if you can. It’s going to be super sexy and for an important cause. Tickets range from $20-$75. A cocktail reception begins at 7PM, followed by a concert at 8PM featuring Broadway and TV stars Andrew Keenan-Bolger, Santino Fontana, Ryann Redmond, Ariana DeBose, Gregory Haney, Monica Raymund, and Donna Vivino among many others.

Art from photographer Victor Haim will be be showcased and sold during the reception, with 50% of proceeds of sales also going to Hurricane Sandy relief.

You can purchase tickets here at http://www.showclix.com/event/abetterholiday. I hope to see you there!

Sophie

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IHTM: I WAS SEXUALLY ASSAULTED BY THE SAME CAB DRIVER AS XOJANE’S EMILY

In my most recent piece for xoJane, I wrote about being sexually assaulted by a New York City cab driver in September of 2010, a month after I had moved to New York. A very personal piece, it took me a long time to finally write. The positive, supportive responses from readers as well as getting the message out there about this guy has made me certain my decision to come forward with my story was the right thing to do. Below is a brief excerpt, read the entire piece here at xoJane.

Somewhere along the way, seatbelt strapped, my hand in his, head rested against the window, I started to doze off, strange anxious dreams mixing with the reality of what was happening. When I snapped to it, we were approaching the JFK airport. He still had his left hand on the wheel, but his right hand was no longer on my palm. Rather, it was down my favorite David Bowie T-shirt, slipped under my bra, massaging my breast.

I squeaked in shock and tried to pull his hand out of my shirt, but he persisted, attempting to coax me into thinking that it was okay in what I can only describe as an almost fatherly-tone. He continued to touch my breasts. I grabbed his hand and yanked it out with all my might, just as we were pulling into JFK. He mumbled a few words as I sat there, stunned. Then I took out my wallet and I paid. I goddamn paid, probably clicking the 20% tip option like I always do.

That’s a detail that especially maddens and humiliates me — I tipped a man for sexually assaulting me. I must have been in shock.

Thank you again for your kind words and support, and to xoJane’s Emily who shared such an experience, and was extremely supportive of my story.

Sophie