Photography: Tommy Candler. Click here to her website. Painting by Molly Parkin depicting her sexual encounter with laban
Some time back (see labels) legendary writer, style editor, poet and painter Molly Parkin told Madame Arcati of her sexual encounter with a 23-year-old surfer in Las Vegas. Arcati has now made contact with her mystery lover - called "Laban". He agreed to an email interview ...
Laban! Thank you for agreeing to this interview - now, Arcati is a pretty frank site so if there are any questions you don't like just ignore them, answer as you wish. Who are you, tell us something about yourself - your job, where you're living that sort of thing - you must be about 25 now? and describe yourself physically ...
Well, approx 5'10 and 80 kilos, I try to keep pretty fit, what with all my extra- curricular activities surfing, helping the homeless, reducing my carbon footprint etc. Work wise, destined to be an entertainer!
And your starsign?
Cancerian, in case you couldn't tell.
Tell us how you met Molly
Pretty much the way Molly described it. I happened to be in Las Vegas for work at the time, got separated from my companions, saw her smartly attired friend (Martin) and thought I would say hi. Looked like an interesting bunch to me....and they were.
Now Molly is beautiful but she was 73 and you 23 when you encountered - what was it about her that caused you to, er, tumesce?
Such sexuality oozed forth from Molly that the divide of 50 years vanished as fast as my inhibitions.
Did you know that Molly was a famous writer?
No, not at the time. I only found out through conversations over breakfast with both Molly's confidants. It was quite exciting finding out that Molly had been on one of my favorite shows, Parkinson.
In her poem Molly says you proposed sex on the spot. Was this the case?
Just about. I used a secret line that never fails, I'll be taking that one to my grave (oh and by the way, far better than the one Michael Douglas used on Catherine Zeta-Jones).
Where did the sexual act occur? Was it within earshot of any place? You didn't wear a condom, did you, naughty man .... what about your clothes ....?
As Molly described, the men's bathroom. It was our only place of sanctuary in a very spur of the moment decision. Regarding surroundings, there was the odd intrepid cleaner (I believe it was quite early in the morn) but nothing that was going to stop us! Regarding the clothes, my pants sank faster than the titanic and Molly's silk undergarments went up like greased lightening, there were thrills, spills and ......
This is a delicate question, but would you say that making love with an older woman is different in any respect from that with a young woman. Feel free to elaborate in extremis ....
You know that scene in Enemy At The Gates with Jude law & Rachel Weisz. Kinda like that.... but with slot machines.
Afterwards, what happened? Did you talk much? Exchange numbers? Promise to see each other again?
Well I promised I would visit if ever in the area. However so far I haven't made it that far north of the equator.
Are you with someone now?
Not presently. I have been enjoying my singledom!
You still a surfer?
Have been playing rugby more recently. Keeping my creamy sport playing legs in shape!
Would you describe yourself as quite sexually forward and experienced?
Well I've been told on a few occasions that I'm pretty out there sexually. Truth is, if you look on the Internet for some of that crazy other shit people get up to, I reckon you would find me looking like a Nun. However, I would hate to discover something completely brilliant right before I die, so I figure how many times do you live!
Tell us more what your mates think of you and Molly?
Ha, the boys didn't believe me until they discovered some of the articles online. I think they thought I'd completely lost it, they know what I'm like. It was pretty out there and they had plenty of questions. They love the painting Molly commissioned. They have been hounding me to ask Molly to send it over and mount it in the lounge room.
Would you like to see Molly again?
Would love too.
Finally, send us a pic, go on ....
Ah yes, the picture....I'm sure your highly intelligent and articulate readers have envisaged many different ideas of what I may look like, so for the mean time....I'll keep them all guessing....but for how long!
Sincerely
Laban
17 comments:
'...73 and you 23 when you encountered' - 'encountered', come on Madame A. impressionable young people or journalists might be reading your blog and we expect better from you. What's wrong with 'met' or, since this is a 'pretty frank site', a simple 'fucked'.
that is by far the most biased and ridiculous comment on here...
That was a lovely article. Frank, and touching...seems that any topic addressed on here with sincerity projects a stab wound...how sad.
Why does it sound so suspiciously like Arcati interviewed him/herself?
It doesn't, it sounds like Arcati interviewed Laban
Where can I meet a 23 year old South American surfer cum rugby player (rugby... not soccer) who uses "smartly attired" to describe a woman? The odds against his very existence must be staggering.
I suppose that your ears can not tolerate a respectful MAN. Or would you have rather him noted a pussy tattoo on her breast? Some men have class ..(I am not implying that Molly own such a disgusting tattoo...)
WTF? I don't know anything about a tattoo but I know "smartly attired" sounds grandfatherly.
And I was the addressing the writer of this blog. What's it got to do with you?
Fortunately I have kept at hand the sick-bag I used while reading the Hugh Hefner article... Thanks for that wise suggestion, madame.
I don't post on the other threads so I'm not that "anon".
Now that you've appointed yourself blog monitor I won't post anywhere else either. I hope Madame Arcati enjoys your company, freak.
He wasn't from South America, she described him as a Kiwi born in Tasmania and living in Sydney. Which confused me to be honest.....
Stephanie, why such anger?
hate to infrom you Moonie, I am not angry, I am full of passion...there is a difference..you on the other hand..are a FAKE.
From the Oxford English Dictionary:
passion
→ noun
1. [mass noun] strong and barely controllable emotion: a man of impetuous passion.
• [in sing.] a state or outburst of strong emotion: oratory in which he gradually works himself up into a passion. • intense sexual love: their all-consuming passion for each other | [in sing.] she nurses a passion for Thomas. • [in sing.] an intense desire or enthusiasm for something: the English have a passion for gardens. • [count noun] a thing arousing great enthusiasm: modern furniture is a particular passion of Bill's.
2. ( the Passion ) the suffering and death of Jesus: meditations on the Passion of Christ.
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So this tattoo that I don't have arouses you so that you couldn't help but attack me, a stranger? Jesus, you really are a FREAK.
The erratic, pathetic Stephanie said:
"hate to infrom you Moonie, I am not angry, I am full of passion...there is a difference..you on the other hand..are a FAKE."
I prefer the term imposter.
The tattoo is on my sister's breast and I apologize Moon. the terminology at the time escaped me,.,, now that I have surmised your identity , we are kindred spirits .
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