Sunday, January 25, 2009
Thank the Gods for Vibrators
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This past Christmas Eve I received the gift that keeps on giving. That's right, a vibrator. Which is pretty sacreligious, I know, but do I care? One really does not realize how freaking amazing these little gadgets are until you have one.
I've recently made the decision not have sex anymore. I've not taken any vows of celebacy, because I know I'm weak willed in the matter of worldly pleasures. But, I am trying really hard to save myself for a man I could actually see myself being with.
After getting out of a wretched 4 year relationship with a complete asshole I've basically just had friend with benefits. There are a few guys around that I hook up with on occasion. I've been well taken care of in the sex department. Though now I feel like that phase in my life is over. I'm ready to have sex with a man who can also appreciate me for who I am, not just whats under my clothes. Therefore I've fired my fuck buddies and put my new favorite toy on the payroll.
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As I get older, I think I gain more self respect. Sure, I know I'm not perfect. I know I can be a bit difficult, perhaps even a pain the ass. But who can't? I've got a lot to offer in a relationship and I deserve a great guy who's going to treat me like a princess. The next time I take my pants off for a man, it'll most certainly be because he rode up on a white horse, saved me from a fire breathing dragon, told me how insanely beautiful I was, and took me to meet his parents. Or something like that.
Any of you other ladies out there who are pursuing a path such as I, must invest in a vibrator. I'm sure many of you already have them and can testify to their greatness, but if you don't get one! I honestly believe that a man respects a woman who makes them wait. If you're like me, and I'm attracted to a guy, I have a hard time making it through diner, much less the first date. It's good to know I've got a vibrator at home to get me through at least the 3rd date.
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Labels:
dating,
fuck buddy,
prince charming,
sex,
the perils of patrice,
vibrators
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