It's Party Time!

I mentioned a few posts ago that I have a friend who does those Home Party Sex Toy things. Y'know the one where "The girls" get together for cosmos and laugh while trying to figure out what kinds of crazy and sexual words everyone can come up with for all the letters in Cindy's name. All while some lady (a distant acquaintance of Betty) tries to pedal off vibrators and elaborately flavored lubes.

Actually, it sounds kind of fun.

My mom's gone the various make up/skin care routes and is now doing Princess House so the concept of the home parties thing isn't entirely unknown to me. I'm starting to consider looking into it. I love talking about sex and girl I can sell a vibrator like nobody's business. At least I'm sure I'd be able to.

The Little (Wannabe) Sex Worker Who Could

Musings @ a quarter to 5

I should be sleeping, I have an early morning.

I've spent the better part of my evening Skyping with my boyfriend and our friend. I was naked most of the time just for the fun of it; no one cared. I like that freedom. I don't understand why people are afraid of sex/sexuality/the human body.

It's beautiful.

I also don't understand how we we demonize sex and call it dirty in one breath then tell kids sex is for someone special in the next. Can someone explain that to me?