Betty Dodson with Carlin Ross

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Carlin, what a beautiful write up!
I am left longing for more though.
I would love to understand better how things changed for you after meeting Betty. For example: Was it through a workshop style discussion with you? Was it ongoing conversations? Are you able or willing to share more of the beautiful details? It is such a very beautiful story. I woudl love to read a more detailed description of your past masturbation. To fully understand what you were doing then compared to now.
I am curious also if you had the same radiant glow about you before meeting Betty? I see a genuine happy woman that is comfortable with her sexuality in the videos. I see myself at times in you. The way you light up when you talk about sex. You seem to be in a very comfortable wonderful place. Free to say how you feel about a topic so many whisper about (if they even whisper).

side note--very hot fantasizing!  I love it..and Liandra is HOT!

I JUST HUNGER FOR MORE MORE MORE DETAILS!

we have a similiar fantasy. for the longest time i've fatasized about my husband walking in on me having sex with a black guy. i look directly in his eyes and come. gets me off everytime.

Carlin:
Your amazing, wow!  Why don't you make a video and post it here for all to see.  I, for one, would be masturbating furiously watching  a video of you getting-off, in all your glory.  From seeing you lying in the tube with the faucet running  over your clit to watching you play with the Hitachi Wand as it slips between your perfect puckery asshole to your fully engorged clit, I can't imagine any way to contain myself.  Oh please consider dong a video for all of us adoring fans.  I would certainly love to do one of myself for you!  Soooo fucking hot!
Bud

I interviewed Betty 3 years ago.  Half way through the interview she reached her hand across the table and said, "we're going into business together.  shake on it".  I did. 

At the time, I'd just left a dysfunctional relationship that ended in a restraining order.  We had a business together and I lost everything.  Betty was ending her relationship with Eric and her webmaster was on the verge of passing away.  We were fucking Thelma and Louise.

We traveled to Mexico, Copenhagen and Cuba to see if we were "compatible".  We never had any conflict.  What was amazing were all the points of intersection in our lives.  We had very similar histories - not the narrative but the experiences.  We were both activists and we liked sex.

The beginning of our partnership was a rocky road.  Grant, Betty's life long friend and webmaster, died - she broke up with Eric - she broke 2 ribs.  I was trying to get up to speed on the business and I had my own personal drama.  I can't believe we made it.

We spent/spend about 3 days together every week.  We work out of Betty's apartment.  We talk every day on the phone.  And we travel together when we speak at conferences.  We did that one bodysex group together in Copenhagen. 

My favorite part of the day is around 6 or 7pm when we unglue ourselves from our computers and sit down and talk over a vodka, grapefruit, and pelligrino.  That's when we do our best brain storming.  It's when we hatch our plans and compare notes.

I don't think it was one conversation or one experience - it was a slow evolution.  My whole life I never fit in.  I was an open-minded free spirit living in an Evangelical home.  I was home taught.  I started college when I was 15 - once again I was the outsider.  But I knew that I was on the path and if I kept on going I'd come to "it" whatever that was.

Spending time with Betty makes me feel grounded.  I never had that strong sexual female energy in my life.  I think you want an older like-minded person to be proud of you...to encourage you in your endeavors...to laugh at your jokes.  I needed to find a kindred spirit.

And Betty helped me get over my need to be financially successful to validate my existence.  She helped me let go of being an object of desire.  I don't care if I have cellulite or stretch marks.  I'm comfortable in my own skin.  That's how Betty makes you feel when you're around her.  Wouldn't it be great if we could all do that for each other?

Betty shows her veins.  She tells you about her failings and her shortcomings.  She presents herself as human.  She eats with her fingers.  She picks her nose.  She burps out loud.  She makes no apologies.  When you're with Betty, you can be yourself.

And she always tells me how great her 40s were - it's when she hit her sexual stride and had her first career success.  As women, we're conditioned to think we have an expiration date.  After 30, it's all down hill.  Oh no.  Betty loved each decade and maintains that the 70s is the youth of old age.  I don't feel like I'm past my prime.  I don't feel any pressure to be younger.   I love my age.

Betty has this tremendous sense of motherhood and generosity.  She doesn't like to hear you whine but she cares enough to tell you things straight.  She could use a bit more charm in the delivery but that kind of honesty is almost impossible to find.  And when I watch her with private clients I'm just amazed.  There's no judgment.  There's no anxiety.  She's so intimate and caring.  She'll do anything within her power to help you get there.  There's a warmth and kindness you only see between a mother and a child - Betty can connect like this with complete strangers.

I think her bodysex groups are the manifestation of a deep, spiritual philosphy.  For Betty, it's about what's true and just no bullshit.  Life is simple.  You just have to be honest with yourself and everyone around you.  Your life is your own.    That is her genius.

One thing I found surprising that Carlin mentioned but which was not unexpected knowing Carlin's background was an original quest for money as a measure of success. It was not unexpected for being a denizen of the corporate world that follows disappointing though for she had to be taught this is not so. That world wherein lies the minions in lockstep searching for those ever elusive fleeting moments of gilded pleasure so well mapped out within the psyche but likened to the brass ring on a merry-go-round so much so that the reach for that treasure is beyond the grasp. 

Your telling of how you masturbated by letting the water trickle onto your clitoris gave me the idea to try it. I finally understand how pleasure from that area feels! Because it was pretty much my first experiance with that sort of feeling, I became afraid of how great it felt and moved away. But, I now know one way to make myself feel good, and its because of you. Thank you for telling me your story, its help me on my way to exploring my body and my sexual being.