POPWHORE Official Blog : The Adventures of Tatum Reed

When I masturbate in the morning before I fully awake my mind is dirtier than most guys. It’s filled with various thoughts depending on my mood. Sometimes I’m in the mood for sensual and erotic connection, sometimes I just want to see hardcore exploitation and debauchery.

To my detriment I’m always thinking about sex and how to do it better or different. I cannot extirpate erotic and pornographic thoughts from my body. If you’re a member of my website you have seen me get my asshole filled with huge cock, take multiple monster black cocks down my waspy throat and have multiple cocks spew spunk all over my face. I love the juxtaposition of contradictory images- The fact that no one in my real world would ever guess in a million years that I could have such a naughty side.

My friend anglo friend Joe invited me to his Pacific Heights sex pad. We called a bunch of girls until we convinced the perfect girl Holly to come over and join us for an afternoon of leisure class debauchery…. We shared the beautiful view of Broadway, his Marina cock, and I shared spit with Holly…

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When I was 5 years old I begged my father for an Airstream “camper”
He promised me I would get one when I turned 6 and of course I never
got one. It is not the type of thing that
would be parked in front of our home. So, ever since then I have been
rather secretly obsessed about owning one. Where would I put it? I
don’t know.

But, if I got one, I would get the new Design Within Reach Airstream

Domestic bliss is Tupperware. Tupperware is domestic bliss.

In perfect Suburban tradition, I attended my first party at age 8.
I was watching intently as the women baked cupcakes and showed how
they fit in the Rectangular Cake Taker. I was in love for life.

I was delighted to find that Tupperware is alive and well, even in
LA. I tend to delete emails that are from stores, even stores I
love.. But, Plastica sent an email and thankfully “Tupperware
Party” was in the subject line and I immediately put it on my
calendar. This one was presented by Phranc (with a P-H and a hard
C). She is a self-proclaimed Jewish, lesbian punk folk singer.
Phranc wears an apron that says “Tupperware Lady” an even has a song
she sings that is the same title. While she is certainly not what I
remember Tupperware Ladies looking like… She is a refreshing change
and she knows her shit.

I had a very LA Tupperware Party experience. There were gay men
salivating over the Garlic Keeper that is just darling and there were
some lonely single women that seemed to find solace in their tiny
plastic containers. The owners of Plastica had the party catered by
Speranza on Hyperion and even some homemade cookies.

I bought nearly $200 worth of cups, keepers, bowls, and veggies cases.

Do you think Tupperware would welcome a pornographer to become a
Tupperware Lady? It has always been a little secret dream of mine.
Wouldn’t that be fabulous?

On the 32nd day god created Tupperware

Tupperware chic is alive and well in Los Angeles