1. Have you ever had sex with someone famous or who later became famous, if only locally?
Yanno, fame is a funny thing. How is it defined? I would say having your name known by a certain percentage of the population would make you famous. And you can be very famous within a certain population but completely unknown out of it. With that being said…
I’ve had sex with several local musicians. Also a well-known (in his locale) theater actor/director, a published author, a published fantasy/game artist, and my Diva is a bona fide rock/opera/burlesque star in Germany.
Not to mention *myself*! I mean, this blog is read in 10 different countries across the globe, yanno. But I know my fame will eventually be spread beyond that, just you wait. And you can say you knew me when! 😉
2. In the spirit of Six Degrees of Separation, have you had sex with someone who had sex with someone who had sex with someone who . . . someone famous?
Oh yes, I am quite sure. Do I know specifics? Well, see my above answer. You can extrapolate for yourself.
3. In the opposite direction, have you had sex with someone whose name you didn’t know?
I have known at least the first name (or a nickname) of every single person I’ve ever had sex with.
4. Someone whose name you knew then but have forgotten?
I recently decided to make a list of every person with whom I’d ever had any sexual contact. All the basic sex acts were counted: oral sex, vaginal sex, anal sex, mutual masturbation. While compiling that list, there were a few people here and there that were forgotten, but they were eventually remembered. There are a few people on that list (which spans over 20 years, some of which were spent under the influence of various substances that hinder memory) whose names I have narrowed down to one or two similar names.
For instance, there was this one guy and I can’t remember for sure if his name was Darren or Derek. What makes that more difficult is that I specifically remember that his friend was the other name. (No, I didn’t fuck him, but my friend did. Her name is Tanya, to make things even more confusing.) I also specifically remember that he had a tattoo on his left shoulder of a hammerhead shark with a diving flag. We fucked twice. Once in the hot tub and once on the floor of his place.
Also, there is one guy who I only knew by the nickname of Scooby. It was a one night stand, and the only time I ever let myself be picked up by a customer when I was a bartender.
5. Someone who you suspect may have forgotten you?
While none of us like to think that we’ve been forgotten, considering my varied history and drunken one night stands, I am quite sure at I have been forgotten by at least a few. There is one friend in particular that I fucked twice. Both times we were completely obliterated. I remember almost nothing about the first time. He remembers almost nothing about the second time.
Bonus question: Someone you wish you could forget?
Nobody that I haven’t already forgotten. Just because I remember that I fucked him, doesn’t mean I remember anything about it.