I’m about as kinky and perverted as they come, but only with willing females. So I guess I go on the straight list. <Hand up!>
I’ll take ya, hun. BTW, straight and not interested in women for now. Probably not ever.
I am.
Yeah, I’m straight. As I once said regarding Jean Claude van Damme during a viewing of “Bloodsport”…
“Yeah, I guess he’s good-looking. Not enough for me to give up heterosexuality, but good-looking nonetheless.”
That said, I haven’t had many chances to prove it…
If I admit that I am straight, do I have to give up my membership in the Busty Redhead’s club? How can you be busty and straight at the same time? I’m SOOOOOOO confused!
Well, anyway, my hand is up and my bustyness still hasn’t gone anywhere. So, I guess I am a straight but curvy kinda girl.
Scotti
Hmmm…I think I see a sig line for you zuma.
And are you checking in as gay or straight? 
-Sam
I’m straight, and if only the right guy would come by, I could prove it. In the meantime, I wonder if I have any beer in the fridge.
:::::: scratching head thoughtfully,:::::::: I haven’t HAD sex for over five years now, I ** think ** that would just make me * almost a virgin again, EVEN with being the mom of two kids! * Yeah, I guess that would be straight, as if it matters… I think I’ll go clean something!
Bline_12 said:
“Well… sure… A beer, but what about A LOT of beers!!!”
I do not drink beer because:
- I am a minor.
- I do not like the taste.
- If I were in a position to drink beer, I would have taken a magic pill to make me not a nervous wreck, which would make drinking a BAD THING.
This was a reference to those ads featuring the guy who’s obsessing over beer and ignoring the physically attractive woman in front of him.
Member of the “Straight but Curvy” club over here.
looking down VERY curvy.
I’m straight. Not that it matters, but I am a straight male. In case anyone was wondering. …
Well, I’m a breeder boy, married to a fine breeder girl. But I’ve got lots of non-breeder pals, I myself have tongue-kissed a guy (just for kicks), and just last night, my wife and I hung out with a bunch of queen friends at a local gay establishment until they kicked us out at closing time. (Thumpers, for any Seattle folks who care.) What does this mean? I look at it this way: Yes, I’m quite solidly het, enough so I’m not threatened by alternatives. I’m comfortable with my sexuality to the degree that I can goof around at the edges without worrying that I’ll slip across the boundary by mistake or be “converted” or something equally moronic.
In re-reading this, it sounds uncomfortably like I’m tooting my horn of open-mindedness, which most assuredly isn’t the intention; I’m just telling it like it is. But just in case, I’ll call that good enough.
Very straight, here. And if zuma is in fact female, I want to be the first to propose marriage or any other similar arrangement.
Jim
shows hands
Are there other kinds?
I am a flaming heterosexual!
At the moment, I am enjoying a milk bottle, a raw egg, and a pound of ground sirloin. And I didn’t even have to buy him/her/it dinner.
Straight here…the thought of anything else, no offense to anyone who likes it, is completely ick to me
I’m straight. Still. Damn.
It has been my goal to be bi. Ever since I heard those people say that sexual orientation is a choice. If it is a choice I want to be bi. No, I fail. Still. Sigh.
Girls are nice, and I know really pretty ones. Nothing.
A guy with bright eyes and a decent mind behind them and I’m melted.
So many goals, so little talent.
straight is such a…narrow term…i prefer kinky, but not ac/dc…it’s strictly women that i am interested in finding sexualy gray areas with, or mre likly, myself
joe