10/31/2007

Blowing a straw

Jeg har funnet en ny fin blogg. Ganske tilfeldig egentlig, men jeg tror det var faith og sånn (selv om jeg bare tror på sjebnen når det passer seg). Jeg har iallefall funnet ut at den er ganske underholdende. Dama som skriver er i midten av 30-årene, og skriver om sine møter med ulike menn.

Jeg føler det er real life sex and the city stemning over bloggen. Tar meg selv i å le ganske ofte. Her er noen utdrag fra et av innleggene hun skriver om menn med liten penis. Hvis du ikke liker sex og singelliv synes du sikkert dette bare er lamet. Jeg, on the other hand, finner dette meget underholdene. Jeg trenger jo andres liv å leve gjennom!

"(...) After being with Salvatore, I suppose anyone would be small, but really, he was so small that it felt like I was blowing a straw. I was not into it at all, but I gave it my best effort.

So I was blowing his straw feeling like I had nothing to work with, and he was moaning and groaning and carrying on like I really cared about what I was doing. It just seemed impossible to me that such a small instrument could produce any kind of subjective pleasure, but I guess it felt good to him."

"(...)That incident pretty much turned me off sexually, but I still had sex with him the next day after he procured condoms. How he found any that would not fall off, I have no idea."