My friend Pat and I went to a Romance Party last night.
It's that kind of party in which the hostess shows you those very special kind of items you might be too shy to buy in a store.
Forget about the Avon thing, ladies.
I am talking about sex, here ...
What better thing to do when you dont' have a date Friday night, your daughter is away spending the weekend with your ex husband, you already walked and fed your dog and there is nothing to watch in tv?
I didn't even need to put on my best dress......
So when Pat called me and asked me if i was interested, she didnt want go alone, i said yes in blink of an eye.
The party was at the house of one of Pat's friend. When we arrived there were alreday other 8 women there. We were introduced to each other and started to talk about basically nothing.
There were drinks and chips, small appetizers, olives and crackers, some cheese.
Pat knew some of the women. I never met anyone. So i sat down and chatted with the first one that sat close to me. Our host clapped her hands loudly at one point and smiling told us that the party were about to start. So she went to another room and came back with a large suitcase.
Good, i thought, here we go...
Immediately all the women started giggling, thrilling, grasping their glasses, grabbing the crackers. It was funny.
The excitment's waves hit everybody. I sat on the edge of my chair, crossing my legs. I was kind of impatient now...
The hostess kept smiling explaining that all we had to do was taste any sample and write down in the paper she was passing on the number of the item and the quantity.
Ok ok, i thought, come on, open that freaking case, lady...
And thats what she did.
Inside there were bottles of any shape and color: lotion, body cream, intime soap, shower gel.
I didnt really care for those....i had mine at home already.
My attention got caught by some edible underwear though, a pair of edible thong too cute to pass on.
They were chocolate flavored. Man, what would i need more?
I wrote down my size and the item number.
Damn, i dont even have a man to wear them for....Well, for the next one, i decided. Quantity? One, no lets make 3, i said to msyelf...be optimistic.
The other girls were going nuts over these products.... there were long stocking also flavored: strawberry and chocolate. Really, chocolate is the most popular flavor connected with sex...this proves my theory...
But i immediately noticed that something was missing.
I look further inside the suitcase...just bottle and powder boxes, and lipstick sublty reminding of a cock, and makeup with a sexy name but ...where were the big babies?
I mean, the Weapons of mass destruction, the Mothers of all the sexy parties, where were the va-va-voom and the ooplah?
I looked up at my hostess...she was busy as a bee gathering the orders, explaining the use of no so misterious objects like a back scratching with a pink handle. The other women were at the peak of their excitment: they lined up on the glass table all the products.
Erosbodyglide, lubricant, warming liquid, Astroglide strawberry flavored, climas fur bombons, liquid silk.....any kind of gel. Catalog from different companies were scattered....a cornucopia but.....where were my toys? ...where were the honeypots?
Nothing. Nada. Niente. No uno. Niet. Zero.
There was not a single vibrator in that damn suitcase.
I felt cheated.
Oh, come on, lady, a Romance party?
What the heck is this? An elementary school reunion?
I want my toys. I set my mind to have some fun tonight and at least, i say, at least i would like to see one of them..weigh them in my hand, and compare them, hear the one with the softest buzz, pass my finger on top of the silkiest one...stuff like this.....hat a girl has to do to have some fun?
I felt like somebody had waved in front on my nose a lottery ticket and all i could get was a gift certificate at Wal Mart.... .
My friend Pat seemed obnoxious about it.
"Where are the toys?" i asked her whispering
She said "Uh?"
"I mean, where is the other stuff?"
"What other stuff?" she sked me back and she smeared my wrist with a cream of almond and orange. I don't like it, i was going to tell her when our host got up and in the misdt of that uuh and ahhh she announced the moment of the surprise.
Allright, i thought, here we are. The party is finally starting. i felt relieved.
While the hostess went in the other room i anticipated the giggling going even higher in volume to the sight of .......
...a cake?
The surprise of the Romance Party was a cake?
You got to be kidding me, i thought.
But there it was, a nice, round white iced cake with a pink heart in the middle.
That vanished in 5 minutes. Those women were really hungry for some sweet......
And what the heck, i ate it too.
When we were driving home i felt like a kid coming back from grandma with only an apple in the pocket. I got 3 pair of edible chocolate flavored thongs, after all.
"Well, Pat, did you like it??"
"Yes, i had fun and i ordered $75 of body lotion and shower gel".
That you could have bought at Bath and Body, and maybe at a cheaper price, I thought. But i didn't say it. She had been so nice to invite me...
She dropped me home and drove away.
Great, now i smell like a strip dancer and i dont even have anybody who will smell me and eat my panties....
Thank greatness, there is internet.
So i went online and surfed looking for sexy toys. And sure it is, i found them.
Now i am pondering the purchase of an Impusle Jack Rabbit. But i have to found it at a cheaper price.....it cost too much....
Oh, i closed my lonely night here on Soul Cast.....at least i had a lot of emotional orgasms. For free.



