You can take the girl out of Catholic school but you can’t take the Catholic school out of the girl.
Or something like that.
At unSCruz, there was one itty bitty contraption that mesmerized me.
A standing vibrator.
Yes, you heard me right – A STANDING VIBRATOR.
Just along the side of the walkway, as I live and breathe.
I went in to get a closer look.
There was a fully clothed woman on it, and she and an “operator” were fine-tuning the vibrations.
It was wild to see it.
Now, I’ve heard about this vibrator before.
It has something of a reputation you see.
Apparently, it massages EVERYTHING.
And, given enough time, will result in an extraordinary climax.
Half of me wanted to try it.
Simply so I could report back and let you know what I thought of it.
But truthfully, it was always being used, so I never got a chance to ride it.
It was quite popular!
The other half of me thought, “Shouldn’t this be in a tent or something?”
It’s the Catholic girl in me who was shy about having a screaming orgasm where everyone could see.
Nevertheless, if I find it on playa I will have to test it out. . . because I’m curious like that.
Despite my Catholic sensibilities.