affirmative action

women of colour have three brains.

First off, really stoked this week that I discovered

Jules Intimacy Coach

on Substack, if you want to learn how to go to/host a sex party, how to get the sex you want, or how to date women.

Now, what other queer-affirming, sex educators of colour do we know and love?

Other things I’ve been loving:

• “No immigrants, no spice.”

• Latino Joy.

• Blasian

Fellas (and ladies, but let’s face it, mostly fellas) - when a woman doesn’t feeling safe being in her body in your country, it’s going to get that much harder to get her to want to fuck you.

Because on top of Ladybrain and Horneebrain (per

Aella

), women of colour have always had to contend “Is he racist”-brain.

I might want to fuck a dude, but I don’t want to play Schrödinger’s neo-Nazi (or Schrödinger’s Proud Boy? Schrödinger’s Groyper?) in my head.

I definitely don’t want to worry that if I reject someone, fail to make someone come in the way they prefer to come, accidentally laugh at someone (because I laugh when I cum), or look at someone in a way that he (okay they but honestly it’s always a he) doesn’t like, he’s going to be able to sic Ice on me, doxx me, or call me a chinky whore.

The Chinese Exclusion Act (look it up) was not that long ago, y’all.

Two quick clips of me celebrating my humanity (paying subs only) below. If you are a good faith person of colour - ping me, let’s chat, and I’ll gift you access.

Otherwise, you can see it as a gift, or you can see it as reparations.