Stamped: July 4th, 2007 | Toggle Similar
Tagged: cry for help, holidays, masturbation, sex toys, things i ♥, toys, vacation.

Only weeks away from my trip to Europe I can’t help but dream of beautiful sandy beaches, great shoes, hot men with sexy accents and the nerve to utter the kinds of comments that could get one charged with sexual harassment elsewhere and glass dildos. Yes, that’s right—glass dildos.

I can’t help it. I love sex toys. Sue me.

It’s not always about the actual using of the toys, because sometimes, there’s nothin’ like your fingers. For me it’s more about just enjoying the sex toy by simply having it in my possession and the joy of passing on the word to friends and sharing the love. And with sex toys getting just so damn pretty these days, how could I not love em??

I was writing up one of the dozens of packing lists that I will surely write over the next few weeks. In this latest one I remembered to put down “toy”. Let’s face it; vacation flings are almost a sure thing, but that one percent chance that I won’t find a quality playmate while away scares me and my clit to no end! So, as a way of covering my ass (clit) and ensuring a few toe-curling orgasms while there, I think it best to pack a sex toy.

Having worked in the airline industry for about ten years; I have witnessed the embarrassment of those passengers who made the mistake of putting their sex toys in their carry-on much to the juvenile enjoyment of the security guards at the screening points. I have also been there when the “bomb sniffers” have been called to inspect a suspicious vibrating bag in the bag room. Luckily, the passenger is rarely aware of this happening, but to save the ten or so employees and one dog the hassle; I would prefer to do my best to avoid this from happening when I go. And I think the best way would be with a glass dildo.

I figure whether in my carry-on or checked baggage, it is unlikely to cause a problem or draw the attention that another toy might. With a glass dildo there would be no risk of vibrating and the lack of suspicious looking wires or the obvious shape of a HUGE cock would keep the screeners from laughing up their lunches allover my pretty bag.

Glass dildos come in such pretty shapes and colors and let’s face it; most screeners would believe “it’s a glass sculpture I’m taking as a gift for my grandmother”.

The only small detail about taking a glass dildo away with me is the fact that I don’t actually own one. *sigh*

Let’s classify this entry under “cry for help”. I’d like to shamelessly call upon sex toy companies or makers of glass toys to come to my aid and answer my cry for help by sending me a pretty glass dildo as a sort of a bon voyage gift. Preferably one of the vaginal variety as opposed to the anal sort, though I do get that beggars can’t be choosers.

Please, oh please—send me a pretty glass dildo! Pretty please?

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