On Thursday I had a lovely lunch in Chinatown with
Yesterday I was thrilled to meet fellow X-Men fan
Last night my lover and I went to a dinner dance and silent auction sponsored by a GLBT organization she's involved in. She bid on a "party package" provided by a condom shop, because it had an iPod in it. And she won, so we went back to her place with the iPod (and a really nice basket that I'm scheming to appropriate) but also with a lot more condoms, lube, and vibrating cock rings than really are useful for someone living a lesbian lifestyle.
I did try giving some of the condoms (I can think of uses for the other stuff) away before we left. "How did you do that?" I hear you cry. Why, how would anybody? I walked up to random men and offered them some. One guy demurred a bit but I told him the night was young and he still might get lucky. Looking at the huge assortment of condoms I was forcing into his hand, he said "I've never been that lucky in my life." So, anyway, we came home with a gazillion condoms but we started off with a gazillion and a half.
And okay, so maybe I slightly overstepped the bounds of conventional behavior, but it was in a good sex positive cause. After all I'm the one who spends my weekdays with my work ID on a lanyard round my neck that says "Making the World Safe for Sex." And besides, I didn't really go beyond the bounds of good taste. My pitch was very discreet ("Hey, want some condoms? Here, please take some.") If I didn't have a very refined sense of propriety, I might have said, "Would you prefer the condoms with a local anesthetic for 'climax control'? Or perhaps some flavored ones - I've got a variety of fruit flavors here, plus vanilla and mint- which I think might provide a kind of nice tingle? Or maybe extra large? I do think some guys go for the extra large who don't really need them, yk, but it could be kind of impressive to flash the package in the bar." And I didn't say any of that. I am the apotheosis of discretion.