Double Ended Foot Sex And French Fries
Last night was quite enjoyable. I went to an opening and ran into all sorts of good folk. There was a lot of pleasant chit chat and then we formed a convoy (which included Brandi ;P) and were on to the joyous world of Southern Secrets. Upon arriving we first sorted through their large (although admittedly generic) collection of dildos before proceeding onto our examination of bondage toys, anal lubes and then finally a critical examination of porn titles. We found a series of porn dvds based on cereal boxes, my favorite being the one based on honey nut cheerios, although I must admit combining imagery of milk and honey with a gaping asshole is kind of hard to swallow (HA!). When all was said and done most of us left with laughs and some good memories, Kristen left with two very interesting toys that later she would abandon the festivities in favor of. I was not offended though, if I had just invested in an industrial strength toy of any sort, I would have probably done the same. On a slightly related note, tongue themed vibrators are scary. After crossing the endless sea of anal action and transsexual fisting we returned to Brandi and Kristen's place (this was after going to Walmart) and whipped up some yummy milk shakes and a bit of pizza. It was all very enjoyable. I don't know if it was the memories or the strange combination of sexual innuendo and food, but either way I feel closer to my friends and there's no such thing as a bad bonding experience right? I will close on that philosophical note.