Meet Jackie, a talented writer and photographer--and a babe after my own heart. She loves vibes; and she wants you to celebrate our historic American election with (at least one) orgasm. In a few weeks, jackie, the lovely singer Arie Thompson and I are heading downtown to Babeland to do our Christmas shopping--on video, of course.
Here's Jackie:
Election day saw quite a few promotions to get people out and excited to vote. Free coffee from Starbucks, donuts from Krispy Kreme, ice cream from Ben & Jerry's, free vibrators from Babeland. Yes, you read that correctly. Except, unlike the food-related freebies, Babeland extended their voting reward until November 11 -- letting those who were too busy celebrating President Obama's win could still get their own O on later.
I've come to expect as much from Babeland, having bought two lady friends the Bullet (one of the two masturbation accessories that they are giving away). Despite having to return a dysfunctional vibrator, all my experiences with Babeland have been positive. Same with my friends -- those vibrators produced their first orgasms. As they were turning 20 or 21 without having had an orgasm, I knew it to be my duty as their friend and fellow female to take care of this sacred experience. Both have thanked me and confided that they still use their present. I take such pride in this accomplishment that when I am out with either of these girls and have a few drinks, I like to announce to anyone listening that I am responsible for their first orgasm, much to their dismay as they are left to explain the details.
Although I might be their masturbation goddess, the first orgasm of my adult life (all childish explorations with the "back massager" aside) did not come much earlier, only getting myself off at the end of my senior year of high school. Despite my probing, nothing seemed to work and having a long term boyfriend who could get me off in 5 minutes flat, I did not worry about it much. Then, one magical day after a shower, touching myself felt different, I hit a nerve. A very, very good nerve. Before I knew it, I had gotten myself off.
Now, two fingers and ten minutes are all I need to relieve myself of stress and get a new lease on life. I'm always ready for a new trick though, so after I get off work today, I am heading down to Babeland and seeing if they will take my word that I sent in my absentee ballot to California. If anyone lives near Babeland, kept their voting receipt and is in wants change (of the orgasm inducing kind), Babeland had got you covered. Or, better yet, go pick it up and give it to a orgasm-less friend. Consider it your patriotic duty.
