Just a small town girl...
I went to college my freshman year at Northwest Missouri State University, where they are not short of redneck small town dumbasses.
My roommate freshman year was Chelsea, an 80 lb., Hollister wearing, Toby Kieth lovin', blond girl from bumfuck, NE. She and her friends would spend nights just sitting on her bed, reading Cosmo outloud, and laughing at the 'disgusting' sexual positions and discussing how none of them have ever had an orgasm and how touching yourself during sex is 'yucky' (ironically, she was a promiscuous girl).
Well, one day, Chelsea decided to clean our room, including my side, and opened one of my drawers to find my happy little vibrator. She then, according to my friend who witnessed this all from outside my room, called a few of her friends over to 'eww' at it, and discuss if I ever used it while she was in the room. Then, Chelsea had a question. Where were the handles? The girls spent the next 10 minutes trying to understand how the vibrator didn't fall out or get 'lost' inside me somewhere.
I turned it on at night to make it vibrate loudly when I knew she was awake everynight after that.
True story.
(mcliberal8 is a pig in lipstick, Fri 6 Apr 2007, 7:43, Reply)