Did any of you ever see the movie “The Inkwell”? The title is a line from the film. There’s a scene where this kid’s Dad is trying to explain sex… along with the importance of the CLITORIS. Now I’m not sure if the Dad actually says the word CLITORIS, I mean it’s quite possible he just meant the VAGINA as a whole.
But something makes me pretty sure he was referencing the almighty CLITORIS.
I have no reason to mention this quote other than to say I still don’t get what the Dad meant. How is it like a guitar string? What exactly is getting plucked? I’m not going to lie: I’m VERY familiar with my “sex” parts, but I don’t know anything down there that requires plucking. Rubbing? Sure. Stroking? Of course… but plucking? Not so much. I pride myself on having a good relationship with the big “V”. We’ve known one another my whole life, and the relationship is so good I don’t even have to call before I visit. And let’s face it: whenever I DO drop by, we both know it’s only for one reason. Well, if you want to get into specifics, maybe it’s more than just ONE reason, but you get the picture.
Interested in MORE clitoris?
Meet L.
L is a girl with a friend. You know, a fuckbuddy.
One day L’s friend dropped by with the intention of knockin’ some boots, we’ll call this guy ‘X’. The door was opened, greetings were exchanged, and a bit of smalltalk was had. L, being a bit awkward about kicking things off, usually let X take the lead. X never minded though, he 
always knew what to do. They would start off with a little kissing, then a bit of necking, and soon things would really start to heat up.
The two ‘buddies’ would inevitably move to the bedroom.
On normal occasions the deed went off without a hitch. But one ill-fated day, X arrived ready to party only to leave completely embarrassed and emasculated.
Read on to find out why.
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L was burning hot and ready. X was so turned on, it was painful. The two fell on the bed as they hastily removed clothing, each preparing to reach mutual ecstasy. Things were looking good until X remembered something important.
More 'fun with sex'...
I don’t know if anyone has noticed, but I have not posted anything in almost FOUR DAYS! WOW! I mean, I usually try to post every other day, ya know? Some people feel the need to apologize for an offense of this nature, but I am not going to. Life suddenly decided to get all busy and interesting, providing me with things to tackle. I, being the trooper I am, took everything in stride and have conquered that which dared to separate me from my beloved Internet.
In other words: I’m BACK! Hooray!
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This coming May I will have been married a year. When my anniversary hits you should expect a horribly mushy scribbling in which I recount our wedding day and post pictures of the wondrous event. Now I don’t know how true this is, but I’m quite certain the Angels rejoiced on that marvelous day.
No really, they did.
Now I know some of you are wondering why would I attempt to give advice on something I haven’t mastered myself. And that is a valid concern. What do I, a mere Padawan, know about relationships? How could I have possibly learned anything worth passing on in such a short amount of time? Well, you would be surprised. In this post I plan on sharing tips and pointers previously unresearched and never before documented that will hopefully help you maintain a mind-blowing level of happiness in your relationship.
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I have 14 friends on MySpace.
I know I know… not a lot, right? Well, earlier this evening I had 17 friends and before that I had 25 friends. Some would say my friend count is going in the wrong direction, but I disagree.
MySpace has been described as many things, but it touts itself as “a place for friends”. I believe that. Because of this, my friend count is slowly making a trek to the single digits.
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