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I got a rabbit vibrator the other day. I’ve wanted to try the rabbit for a long time but I’m so enamored of my ancient wheezy silver vibe that I’ve hesitated to replace it.
But when The Rabbit Lady offered to add a lil sumpthin’ sumpthin’ to my toy box, how could I resist? I didn’t resist. I requested the rechargable rabbit and waited eagerly for it to arrive.
It looked so cute on my kitchen counter, charging up right between the coffee pot and the waffle maker.
Although I’m no delicate flower, I found the vibe too large and bulky. There was no way that I could thrust it into myself. I would have needed a partner or opposable big toes.
The vibrations and rotating balls were right nice, however. I’ll try again another time, after having worked out with graph paper and a protractor some variations on my position.
Thank you, Rabbit Lady! You are very generous!
And thank you, Chelsea Girl, for pointing the Rabbit Lady in my direction. You’ve (indirectly) given me many many orgasms–did you know that?
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September 27th is a very important day for this little blog. I can hardly believe I’ve been typing away here for almost a year.
So, what are you guys going to do for my bloggerversary, huh? Surprise party? Dirty pictures? Presents?
I’m open to suggestions.
