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October 17, 2004

Unlike the typical red blooded porn watcher, I have my porn in stacks all over my room and living room, not tucked away in some secret hiding place. I have several bottles of lube on my bedside table. I have an overflowing box of sex toys under my bed, and sometimes the toys make their way out in to the living room as well.

There are problems with this - mainly that these naughty things are such a part of my natural landscape that it is difficult to do what I call a smut sweep when, oh say, my parents visit.

Now, my parents know that I work in porn. There have been embarassing incidents of vibrator exposure with my mom. Basically they know I’m a perv. But I still try to keep most of the stuff away from them visually, out of respect for their comfort level, and because my dad is a major perv and I fear what he will have to say about it or what stories he may tell.

I knew my parents were coming over yesterday afternoon, but I didn’t jump in the shower and do the smut sweep until half an hour before their arrival.

So I missed some things. Namely, the box cover to “She Dreams,” my latest she-male reviewing task, was on my desk next to my computer. I noticed it just as they were coming in the room, and tossed it out of the way. But then, my mom sat down on my nice cushy armchair, the one with lots of pillows. She sat on something, reached between the pillows, and pulled something out. She held it up, laughing and said sarcastically “And what might this be?”

I had no choice but to reply, “That - is a butt plug.”

Good times, my friends.

Posted by Dacia at October 17, 2004 09:38 AM