AA Meat Market, 2933 N. Lincoln: “You won’t believe this but I got into corporal spanking just a few weeks ago and I’m so happy,” said a short, round woman in a black cocktail jacket. Her eyes were shining. She was talking to Aimee, the love reporter, who travels all over the globe gathering stories of romance.
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Aimee was with her friend Mel, a businessman in his late 30s who likes to be tied up. They were at the monthly Saturday-night educational “Talk Only” meeting of the Chicagoland Discussion Group, which is for everybody–straights, bisexuals, gays, transsexuals, transvestites–who enjoys bondage.
The discussion concerned questions of etiquette such as this: Let’s say you’re at a bar or a mixer–can a top (the one who does the tying and whipping) go up to a bottom and say “Can I be your top?” Or must a top wait to be approached by a bottom? Z., who was full of common sense, said, “Nnnooo, you have to let people know you’re a top and you’re interested in being a top and you want to be their top and if you click then you click. But don’t just stand there waiting for a bottom. You see a bottom you like, go for it.”
Mel whispered in Aimee’s ear that the man next to them, Fred, was a top. Fred’s slitty eyes were smiling at her from underneath his little visored motorcycle hat.
