TMI #90

I’ve been away on a family trip for the last 3 days so I’ve got some catching up to do. I need to finish up some posts of substance, so in the meanwhile I’ll leave you with my contribution to TMI Tuesday. Enjoy!

    1. Describe your first kiss. I was in eighth grade at a school dance. I was slow-dancing with a gangly boy a foot taller than myself who wasn’t particularly handsome but he was on the football team so my friends deemed him worthy. He leaned over to kiss me and I remember feeling giddy with curiosity. Curiosity quickly yielded to revulsion as he proceeded to slobber all over my face and assault my tonsils with his tongue. It was dreadful.
    2. Should a person’s pubic hair be trimmed, shaved, or just grown out as the jungle God intended it to be? A person should do whatever they damn well please with their own pubic hair.
    3. What’s the best super-hero comic book movie ever made? Orgazmo“I’m not a superhero! I’m a Latter-Day Saint.”
    4. Coke or Pepsi? Ugh. Neither. I rarely drink soda. When I do, it would be ginger ale (my favorite) or root beer.
    5. Have you ever been caught masturbating? Not that I’m aware of, but who knows?
    6. Which way do you lean your head when going for a kiss?I don’t know that I’ve ever noticed. I guess it would be the opposite tilt of his head.
    7. Jockstraps, sexy or no? No. My husband has a gorgeous ass, but seeing him in a jockstrap just makes me giggle. I like it better bare!

Bonus: Have you ever used the excuse, “Oh, I was so drunk that night, I don’t remember a THING!” Can’t say I have. I’ve never been much of a drinker. For me, getting too drunk always ended with me retching over a toilet. Not very sexy. As for excuses, I can’t say I’ve felt compelled to use one. For some reason I didn’t really engage in many random hook-ups in college. I went through an alternate phase in which I decided that there were precious few guys worthy of my pussy, which was pretty much true. However, I wasn’t particularly enthusiastic about abstinence either, so my solution was to have a boy toy handy for NSA sex. It was a pretty good system, actually.

I did have a couple of one-night stands while I was traveling alone on separate occasions. It was fun and I wasn’t the least bit drunk. Afterward I went home and told my friends all about it. I had no shame, so there was no need to manufacture silly excuses.

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