No Sex In This City – NYC Moments: #109

It happened.  My neighbor down below banged on the ceiling when I was…um…enjoying the pleasures of  life.   I’m at a loss.  I’ve put down a rug in my kitchen (yes it does add to the adventure of cooking and trying to remain hygienic).  I’ve been asked by my landlord to wear slippers.  The tenant below requested that I not walk around after 10pm at night.  I can just imaging the next email:  “Dear Neighbor, Please don’t have sex in your apartment because it disturbs me.”   This poor lady really doesn’t understand that in New York we live in apartments.   It is is normal and acceptable for the floors to creak and the people to moan.   I have to say I’m tempted to have a full out orgy just to stake my claim in my little domain.  The banging from below could turn out to be a turn on and cause more banging from above 🙂  We’ll see what happens tonight… (wink)

copyright JillAnne  Ohana

18 May 2009

Do you want a girlfriend or a hooker? NYC Moments #107

Too bad this can’t be NYC Moments #69.  I guess #107 is close enough to 007 (sorry Bond, but you do have a reputation…)  This is all coming about because I went to an event last night that was business oriented and met two gentlemen from Austin.  They had recently located here and one was taking about how hard it was to meet women here in NYC.  I can understand that.  This is an ‘achieving’ city.  A lot of us here are here to accomplish something and if meeting someone happens that is just the icing on the cake.  After the gentlemen said, ‘what do you have to do here to get laid?’ I thought there you have it folks!  Of course he is having trouble meeting women, because we have ‘the guy just wants to get his rocks off’ radar devise installed.  I was too polite to suggest that he find a hooker if he wants to just have sex.  Or maybe I should have to let him know how it works in this city…

copyright JillAnne Ohana

4/30/09

Love is beautiful by JillAnne Ohana

Sex and the NYC Moment #18

I had a date lined up with this great guy I was just starting to see.  Bought the cute new top (yes, I am human and not zen all of the time), took a nap so I would be bright eyed and bushy tailed, cleaned my studio, put fresh sheets on the bed, shaved my legs, etc, etc.  Then I got the text: “Can’t – sorry – ‘ll call and explain later tonight.”  Needless to say, I was very bummed, cried (yes, I’m an artistic feeling type) for a couple of minutes and then got up, put on my cute new top and decided to take myself on a date.  I did everything I liked to do.  Went for a walk in Central Park, then called a gay friend of mine to see if he would let me treat him to dinner in the Village.  We found a great Thai place where I was actually able to practice my 5 words of Thai.  Of course, I had to textl my bf in SD to tell her all that was happening and she texted back: “Lol.  Sounds very Sex in the City. 🙂  I ended up having a good time.  I would still have rather not had my SITC moment, but sometimes you just have to flip a situation and keep moving forward.     copyright Jillanne Emerson http://www.Jillanne.com May 18, 2008