Sunday, June 5, 2011

The sex files.

Sex in the city. Kamasutra. Adult sex toy shops. Jersey shore (oh yeah!), Hoes in gangster video clips. American pie. Promo girls at a race track. What im trying to say is, sex sells.

So this one time at band camp... Shit where do i even begin. I could go on and on about this topic all night but i guess ill pick the juicy bits out and see where it takes me.

I guess ill start with foreplay just to ease you into it. My first real kiss was when i was thirteen and had totally scored myself the hottest boyfriend in a musical i was doing. (First sign) I had, had a crush on him for the entire show and when he finally found out and asked me to be his girlfriend i was more than happy to say yes. He loved this one scene in the show where the girls had to wear one piece togs and the boys had to wear a tight lycra type jump suit which were considered togs in the era it was set in. (Second sign) He had such a memorable loud voice and i didnt get jealous when he ran up and wrapped his legs around the other girls in the show. (Third sign). The show finished and three weeks later he left me for someone else. A boy. All the signs were there i guess i was just blinded by those amazing kisses.

Sex was a big deal in high school for a number of different reasons. For girls it was all about who was still pure and innocent, for the boys it was who could make it to the finish line first. For me, it was about sitting in class imagining how i could make it big as a sex therapist. I think my group at school had a problem. We would sit in the design room and openly talk about disgusting shit in front of our design teacher (who would just put on a little smile and pretend he couldnt hear anything) and then when interval rolled around we would go up to the common room and talk about it some more.



Loosing those big V plates is a huge deal. To girls. To guys its the victory dance after winning a semi-final at league. The grand final game of course is the many years of sex to come with other different females and the victory dance doesn't take place anymore because its simply another notch on the belt. Theres no such thing as unattached friendly sex. Sure it can take place, but with rules. I call it the three no's. No cuddles, No kissing, No staying over. This then equals No attachment. Try to avoid any conversation that isn't about sex as well and your sorted for some sweet no strings love mac'n. Im not saying im all for this concept but hey we all have needs i suppose and those who dont have other half's just cant quite make do with the toys in their draw.

Theres really no structure to this blog. Just a sudden urge to dwell on this specific topic. Sex sells but it doesnt mean you should sell yaself to just anyone... Gotta make sure they have a sweet butt first :)

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