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Wednesday, February 3, 2010

lesson 2: sex, sex, sex


There's a store on chapman highway that I think everyone in a 100 mile radius of seymour is clearly aware of. It's the store that people borrow a car to go to, or rather go late so no one will see them. It's the store we, simply, pretend our parents dont go to...although we are dying to go ourselves.
So, have you been?
And if you have... did you put on the famous 'sex shop' pokerface.
I know i did. Suddenly you have to act super mature because you dont want people to know it's your first, second, or third time in one. It's that no matter how many times you go you feel like your face is blood red and you just want to giggle and crack jokes.
So to blend in, before you enter the store, you put on the sex shop pokerface. -That you and your friend browsing through vibrators is just a normal day out, and that you may have tried the sex swing numerous times before although you never have.
And although you cant stop thinking about the fact that a man old enough to be your grandpa is behind you, you still stay poised.

... Somehow... people are more mature than me.

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