Our trip to California was great, and it was a pain in the ass to come back to all the snow in KC. Dangerboy has a recap and he’s also posted some pics. He hit all the highlights in his post, so I’ll skip those and tell you about the porn clerk stuff.
In LA, we stopped in the Hustler store and I bought some Olivia playing cards featuring Bettie Page. After the clerk swiped my credit card, their machine broke down. While we waited for it to be fixed, a well preserved woman came in and asked where the condoms were. She told the clerk, “Make-up and condoms… I can’t help buying either”. It was 11 in the morning, and I figured she had a nooner scheduled with someone who wasn’t her husband.
We found a porn store near Larry Flint’s Hustler Club in San Francisco called Big Al’s. A sign there read, “Preview any movie for $10″. Why would you want to preview a movie? That’s how much their wack off booths cost. 10 bucks… seems kinda steep to me.
We went to Good Vibrations in San Francisco and checked out their antique vibrator museum. Most of them looked liked hand mixers to me. We looked through their books and found one called A Hand in the Bush: The Fine Art of Vaginal Fisting. I didn’t realize that fisting was a fine art. And in case you’re wondering, we didn’t buy it… I have no interest in having an entire hand within punching distance of my uterus.
How many times did we warn you about the underpants gnomes, but would Michelle listen – nooooooo
Not a book that I will be adding to my list of books to read.
I am sure mixer attachments of some sort were the first vibrators.
I like some things in vintage, say the Bettie Page cards, but there is no way I would tour the antique vibrator exhibit LoL.
As for fisting, it is quite different from “punch-fucking”. The first rule tho is, if she isn’t into the idea it’s not worth even trying.
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(yes I know people who have done it, no I haven’t)