Or, actually, I go outside to call my best friend back in LA to ask if it’s crazy to cross state lines this late. It’s already 1am and I’m a block away from my hotel, but I finish my drink and go outside to call an Uber. One night, I end up alone at a queer bar called The Birdcage where a trans drag queen I’d befriended tells me there’s a lesbian bar twenty minutes away in Kentucky. And most of the people I knew from work were straight.
Vaccinated and unaware of the danger of variants, my sex and social life had returned to a sort of normal. Last summer, I was in Cincinnati working on a movie. I can only hint at the lives I briefly entered. Someone else could tell you more than me about this night and what it meant and what it led to. This is a story where I’m not the protagonist. But it’s a straight bar where lesbians know they can come and maybe meet someone. For Drew Gregory, what started as a trip to a rumored lesbian bar led to so much more than expected. We took that opportunity to ask our readers and contributors to send in their juiciest sexcapades, and record themselves reading them. This year, two of our editors, Xoai Pham and Vanessa Friedman, are contributors of a book called Sex and the Single Woman. The 200 Best Lesbian, Bisexual & Queer Movies Of All Time.LGBTQ Television Guide: What To Watch Now.
