I Sing the Girlfriend Electric

Is there a difference between the experience of a beautiful dream & a beautiful real-life experience that is utterly fleeting?

The ephemeral, the fly-by-night...

TBH I’m not that turned on by sexual power play. I get off on desire- mine, yours, the girl next door’s. What turns me on is the meeting of desires- the tension of their comings&goings, the anticipations, interpretations, manifestations, ohh- how delicious it is to reciprocate! Rhythm! RHYTHM!

I can’t steer your dreams tonite but I can make real-life things happen to you that you’ll never forget. I’m not talking about a blowjob. I’m good at those, I love giving those, but what I really want to do is share something with you: an experience. What may be missing from the beautiful dream experience I spoke of above- one of the *only* ways in which it differs from the real-life beautiful experience, I think- is that it’s lonely. An experience that no one shares feels... almost like no experience has happened at all.

This is real life. Maybe the only one you’ll ever know. There’s a desire inside me that’s dying to meet yours. Let #GFE stand for... Gorgeous, fleeting encounter? Gratefully finding empathy? Genuinely fucking erotic?

We can talk acronyms all nite. I’m #GGG.

Hazel West, Brooklyn NYC

646.868.2250 (text)