A friend of mine came over the other day, blabbing on the phone, like most of us women do. She walked in my room, phone glued to ear, and I heard her say, “Oh, you know she’s got some, she’s probably got a collection of them”. She looked at me and said, “Where’s your collection?”. Um, my stamp collection is in the bottom drawer where the curling iron is. “No, your porn collection”. Mmm, let me think if I have a porn collection..:I’m thinking, I’m thinking: Nope, I’m pretty sure I don’t have one. What? The foul “Queen of Relationships” doesn’t have a porn collection? Just because I like to say dick and fuck doesn’t mean I like to watch it on the tv. Needless to say, it was my friend’s birthday and she wanted to get with her man and have a pornish night with ass slapping and titty tweaking, I wasn’t invited. Dammit, I’m such a loser. So, what about this porn stuff? What do I think about porn? Let me tell you my first experience with porn. In college, I had a gay friend whose parents were coming into town to visit. He was afraid his mother would go snooping so he made me hold on to his porn. Well, my roomy and I got the great idea to pop popcorn and watch porn. Pop-porn! I grabbed the bowl of popcorn (because I am a piggy) and got ready to watch the porn. I wasn’t sure what I was suppose to do while I watched porn. Was I suppose to bust out my dildo? Was I going to feel uncomfortable because I was watching it with my girl roomy? Was this going to lead to some girl on girl action? Read the rest of this entry »
01/10/10 Porn, Rated R, Sex, Why Men Don't Have Sex 7 Comments
