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Product Review: Crystal Crescent Glass Dildo by Adam and Eve

December 4th, 2009 3 comments

adamevecrystalcrescentdildo-ia-f-ib-f931_1075065-350x350.jpheOoo, what’s that?

This is the first glass dildo I’ve ever owned.  It’s also the first g-spot dildo I’ve owned.  It’s the Crystal Crescent Glass Dildo by Adam and Eve.

What’d it come in?

It came in a molded plastic square with a cardboard insert.  It also came with a gray velvet drawstring pouch.

How’s it made?

This dildo is seven inches of Pyrex glass.  It’s curved in the middle with a one inch bulb on one end and an inch and a half bulb on the other.  The surface is slick and smooth and completely seamless.

I know it looks like there’s a seam in the picture.  Trust me.  There isn’t.

What’s it for?  Read more…

I don’t get it.

December 4th, 2009 2 comments

233bc8d79357f3075c7edf5ddb083f11I don’t really understand victim mentality.

I’m not sure I’ve ever really felt like a victim.

A while back, Taylor (Carrie’s Taylor) was on about something over on Fet regarding victim mentality and a woman he was with once.  Fet seriously needs a thread search within groups or something, cause fuck if I can find the thread.

He said something about the girl had been attacked and she was a mess because of it.  And how she was in therapy, but wasn’t getting any better.  He said he told her that she was letting her attacker control her.  That every time she freaked out, and every therapy session, was like the guy raping her over and over again.  And now, she was allowing it.  Paying for the experience, even.

And ya know… that’s how I’ve always seen it, I guess.

Drugs began as something I did to pass the time, never a way to drown my sorrows.  Everyone else around me was doing them.  It was boring being the only sober person in the room.  Not getting the jokes.

But I always forgot about the crash.  The difference in normalcy and drug euphoria.  And when it came, I was never prepared.  With my already extensive list of “quirks”, as my mother liked to call them, the crash was almost unbearable.  So, I’d [[chase the dragon]] again.

At some point, the crash, my quirks and my problems got all mixed up and I lost control.  But I still never really felt like a victim.  Read more…

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