Yes indeed, I lead a sheltered life. I had no idea these existed.
Well, I guess I suspected but maybe just didn't think about the
details. (How do they...? Oh, never mind. Eww, it has a...!) So if
you've got a drawerful of adult pleasure toys, and you know exactly
what I mean, where do you keep them? I mean, how do you keep them from
being discovered? And what do you say when they are? (because you know
they will be...I already had to rescue my, uh, pleasure gadget from the
inquiring hands of my three-year-old, who thankfully has speech
challenges and therefore didn't ask about it, but I did have to find a
different, and I have to say less convenient, place to keep it).
And?
Does the discovery end with a matter-of-fact statement or does it open
up a whole blushing can of sex worms? (Oh, you KNOW what I mean here!
Stop with the innuendos!)
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