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	Joy gives this toy a more than perfect grade – an A++ by Joy LaFille, InSearchOfSin Has anyone seen my sex life? I know it’s around here somewhere. It wasn’t too long ago that I had it. But now I can’t find it anywhere. Maybe I left it in the kitchen. In case you hadn’t guessed by now, my sex life has been going through a bit of a dry spell. Oh, when we have it, it’s great. But the frequency? Let’s just say it leaves something to be desired. What happened is this. The husband took on two new contracts, both of which are supposed to be part time. Only – oops! – they both ended up being practically full time jobs. Oh, the money is nice, but the lack of snuggle time? Not so much. We thought it wouldn’t be so bad, since both contracts meant he could work from home. “Sure, I’ll be working all the time,” he said. “But I’ll be home. We can take… breaks.” I perked up at this idea, since it’s usually around 3:00 in the afternoon when I start getting restless and getting wild, “take me to bed or lose me forever” urges. (Uhm. Just because I quoted Top Gun, it should not be assumed that I fantasize about Tom Cruise during these moments. Please.) Then he hired an assistant. A guy we know who needs a job for the summer. Eventually he’ll be working from his place, but for now he’s in our home office. From 8 a.m. to 4 p.m., every weekday. Goodbye, sweaty afternoon sex breaks. It was nice while you lasted. Yesterday afternoon while the assistant was occupied in the office, I cornered the husband in the bedroom, looped my arms around his neck, and stuck my tongue down his throat. “If we can’t get mid-afternoon sex, we may as well get some mid-afternoon gropes,” I purred in his ear. That afternoon, he sent the assistant home early and cut his evening’s meeting short. I think in the Bible somewhere it says something about not underestimating the power of the tongue; those prophets knew what they were talking about. That evening, we tried out the Vibe-A-Guy Pouch, a toy that I had been dying to try out ever since I got it. A leather cockring with a soft leather pouch attached, it’s meant to hold a vibrating egg either behind the scrotum or on the pubic mound. Essentially, it turns the man’s penis into a vibrator. Let me repeat that: it turns the man’s penis into a vibrator. And no, I’ve never heard an idea more brilliant than this in my life. And as for the performance of the toy - let’s just say that I ended that particular bout of sex play by collapsing on my side of the bed with a great big goofy smile on my face. The husband was pretty happy with it as well, partially because he had nifty vibrations running up and down his cock, partially because I made him sit still for about 20 minutes while I rode him. Funny how a boy’s eyes light up when he hears the words, “You just sit there and let me do all the work, honey.” Not to put too fine a point on it, this toy gets an A++. Granted, my sex life is so sporadic right now that maybe I’m easily impressed. But when the husband suggested I start the review with, “Ohmigod, ohmigod, ohmigod,” I actually considered it. This toy made me question my long-held agnostic views. It’s entirely possible there is a god, and gosh darn it, I think she’s looking out for me. - Joy LaFille is one of the goddesses-in-residence at InSearchOfSin, part of the Moxie network. As appearances might suggest, she spends a lot of her time thinking about sex. Vibe-A-Guy Pouch provided by Womyns' Ware. ©2000 Campus.ca All rights reserved.

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