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Rhin
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when i was 18, my mother purchased the book and placed it in my suitcase. it was her gift to me as i was preparing to venture out into the world...leaving the country as it happened to be. i didn't have the heart to tell her that everything was already working like clockwork in that department. however, it was to an extremely limited degree (my high school sweetheart). mummy had never, ever discussed sex with me during my childhood or even into my teenage years. sex was one of those words that she whispered, so that pretty much explains it all. in the end, i was shocked that she had given me this book. i got quite a kick out of it, especially knowing that there were actually names for positions that i already experienced. the only thing that i remember from that book, and still actually scares me to this day, is something i read under the hazards of certain sexual techniques. it said never to blow into the vagina. it can cause air embolism and has caused sudden death. to this day, when i have sex, i fear that my guy will begin playing around and kill me. death by sex. not a bad way to go, but damn! i can't believe i told you this. i'm not really Rhin. i'm just impersonating her to the best of my ability.
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