That's a Bit Gay!

Toot Toot!

I think it’s fair to say I’m no prude, and I’m pretty much willing to give anything a go – at least once… or twice… But when the co-host of the radio program I’m on gave me a welcome goody bag, it prompted me to wonder why so many people have a fear of such sexual accessories, and why there seems like such an unwritten secret on their use.

A couple of my girlfriends have never been secretive about the use of their toys – namely the infamous rabbit – and have all expressed how much they love them. “The best thing is, if you come home without bringing someone home, you can just whip it out and finish yourself off!” sounds pretty good to me. Just make sure you’re not so wasted that you pass-out while using it, only to wake up the next morning next to a vibrating prosthetic – like she has.

One of the toys I’d been given, which was boasting the tagline “indestructible anal tool”, was something that freaked out my friends when I showed them. [To be fair to the tagline though – who wants something coming to pieces while up your arse?] So after a week or two of staring at it, one horny morning I opened the draw of the array of lubes I’d also been provided with, to go into new blog territory.

I won’t go into too much detail, but let me say I have used it since, and it defiantly won’t be the last time. I can also understand why one of my friends is scared to get one – claiming she might never want to go back to a real cock again if she likes it too much. Well, if you’re on a good thing – why stop? I don’t think I’ll be giving up the man anytime soon though.

One thing I have learnt is to keep these goodies out of my top drawer. After just throwing everything in there, it was impossible to dig for condoms, and no one likes to keep a boy waiting, NOR does anyone like to explain to the boy next to you why the draw is full of playthings.

I now have a separate goody draw… and who knows, it might one day turn into a goody closet.