What Bad Thing Makes You Appealing

I think I burn an awful lot of mental calories by trying to keep my naughty secret life from blending too much into the façade that is my everyday public life. Well, maybe not so obvious, but few people have any clue what really lurks beneath the surface of their oft-goofy, hockey mom friend. Never mind letting them step inside my imagination for even a minute.

As much as you might think it would be easy, as you know when you have a big secret, it can be a challenge to keep it under wraps. When your secret is rooted in such a deep sexual lifestyle, it can be kind of fun and difficult at the same time. Conversations slowly venture down certain paths, as human nature would have it, and when coworkers and friends open up about past experiences and desires, it’s tempting to let them know just a bit more than they think they might.

So anyway, this might come on the weekend, but I guess in a way it still counts as a Formspring Friday – because that’s when I actually sat down to put some thought to the question.

What bad thing makes you more appealing?

Hmm, there are a few possible avenues to take with this one. When I put my mind to what “bad thing” I have in my life – and we all know the question is referring to the sexual side of me – I think of the one thing that those few who know a lot about me: my naughty secret life is what makes me intriguing.

Actually surprising … then intriguing as the game of 20 questions begins. And then, after that, appealing because they look at me in a different way.

Only a very select few people know about what I get up to on the Internet, and as an extension of that, my sexual interests, kinks and fantasies. The rest of the people in my life have very little idea as to what goes on when I am at home – which isn’t that much different from most. But it’s safe to say, there probably aren’t many that have an amateur porn website and sell videos and panties.

Stepping away from that aspect, I would have to say that my flirty nature would be a close second. While I can’t divulge all the naughty details of my sex life to the people around me, it’s not much of a secret that I tend to be a flirt – especially once I get to know you a bit more. And it doesn’t matter whether you’re a man or a woman, I like to flirt equally. Although I do think the guys tend to appreciate it just a little more.

My personal experience has been this – and please, keep in mind that I am sharing my personal experience, not some pseudo-social study – men are more open to flirting with women than women are open to flirting with women. There remains a very strong social taboo about same-sex playfulness, just as there is about same-sex relationships.

Not to mention, around me, the men are more receptive because, to be blunt, the flirting pool is pretty shallow and there’s not a lot of swimmers anyway. So it hasn’t been too difficult to earn my reputation as the one willing to get wet.

Andee     xoxo

TMI Tuesday | Striptease

Happy Tuesday! I'm sure you've been waiting for something new from me; and while I had hoped to get more written this past weekend, things got a bit away from me. Hubby and I spent most of Saturday enjoying some serious couple time, along with shooting a sexy new photo update.

I was pretty excited to learn that this week's TMI Tuesday includes the questions that I submitted. But that also means having to answer my own questions too.

Although, I will admit, it's is not as difficult as some of the other Tuesday updates - you know the ones, with the questions that make my brain hurt. These ones are lots of fun, and revolve around a subject that always makes me go "what's the big deal?" when I hear my girl friends commenting on how they refuse to let their husbands go to a strip club.

1. Have you ever danced naked in front of anyone? What prompted the experience?
For me this is a yes and no kind of answer. While I have not danced totally naked in front of anyone (not in person, anyway), I have enjoyed a couple of very erotic occasions where I danced topless. The first time, my husband and I were just beginning to dabble in the swingers' lifestyle and went to a club not too far from where we live. After a few drinks, and a whole lot of watching all the sexy fun, we found ourselves on the dance floor. Hubby began to ease the top of my dress off my shoulders and gradually all the way down to my waist, where it remained for a few dances.

It was an extremely frightening and erotic experience.

The next time, we were at a different club with a couple we had met who were also exploring the lifestyle. The other wife and I went out onto the dance floor to give the boys a bit of a show ... and ended up removing each others' tops. Equally as erotic and exciting, but a lot less frightening than the first time.

2. Have you been to a strip club? Was it what you expected?
Two versions for me: I have been to both a male club and a female club.

Watching male strippers is a lot of fun; but more so because women like to go crazy in this kind of situation. There is a lot of energy, some incredibly buff men and a few drinks floating around. I can't say that I find it as sexually exciting as my experience at the club where the women were dancing.

I ended up going to one with my husband, who had planned a bit of a surprise night for me. When we got to the club - and he managed to talk me into going inside - I learned he had invited one of my friends and her husband as well. That helped calm me down from the initial nerves.

This club was totally not what I expected. It was a lot more sedate than the males dancers, but I found myself getting way more turned on by watching the strippers here. There was a real sense of erotic chemistry because it seemed to be a bit more of an intimate setting. Not even close to what my impression of what it would be like. The girls weren’t these big breasted barbies like they tend to be portrayed by Hollywood…and actually some of them were kinda scary.

I was also surprised at the number of women there were in the audience. It was quite the happening place. And I found it quite exciting. One dancer kept watching me as she did her routine on a little side stage close to where we were sitting. It was quite the turn on.

3. Have you ever been to an “amateur night” at a strip club?
No ... at least not yet.

4. Do you think strip clubs are exploitative or are they misunderstood as simple adult entertainment venues?
Any club that charges what they charge to get in and for drinks is exploitive. I don't see stripping as exploitation of women ... I think a lot of the dancers have a very keen sense of how to separate a man from his money. I do understand that there is a seedy side to these clubs, and how a lot of illegal activity can go on behind closed doors - but I also think those things go on regardless.

5. Would you ever consider stripping to pay for college or other expenses?
If I could use the old "if I knew then what I know now" mantra, I most certainly would consider it.

6. Have you ever given your partner a private dance?
No ... once again, this seems a bit awkward for me, and hasn't really been part of our sexual habits.

I don’t have any issue with lap dances either. One of these days I think it would be fun to get one. I think the whole experience can be quite erotic if it is performed properly. Being a woman, I have to admit that I do enjoy watching the control we have over guys that way…teasing and taunting with naughty dances while you poor things can’t touch.

7. Would you ever perform a lap dance for a complete stranger?
I think I probably would, if all the circumstances played out the way I see them. It would be a very erotic turn on to perform something like that for someone, teasing and torturing them, gyrating and grinding against them in an effort to get them sexually aroused. I think it could be fun.

8. Showgirls, Strip Tease, Magic Mike … What is the sexy Hollywood stripper scene you have ever YouTubed?
Actually, none of these yet. But perhaps once I have finished writing today's blog ...

Bonus: Do you have a stripper fantasy, that given the chance of not being found out, you would turn into a reality?
I would try stripping on amateur night if I knew I could get away with it. Things like nude beaches, clubs, etc., they’re a lot of fun, but the idea of being up on stage, in front of a crowd like that really gets me thinking. The strip club we went to has an amateur night, and from what I hear, it's quite the party. It’s in a university town nearby, and all the talk is of girls from the school letting loose and trying to win some money. I’m not too sure, because it sounds so much like an urban myth, but it would be wild to try.

Sadly, my own insecurities and possible loss of employment don’t allow for me to really give it a try. If anyone found out, I think my employer would pretty much show me the door. I work in a pretty conservative field, and it just wouldn’t be very good.

On top of that, I think I would like to lose a few pounds before I even consider it. I’m not as “buff” as I was back a few years ago. I would definitely need to get in shape. I also have to wonder about whether or not men would want to see a 38-year-old mother of two up on stage. I love the esteem boost that I get from all responses to my blog and website, but what I think in my own head as to what men would think of me might be a little more complementary than the reality.

Andee     xoxo

Now That's Just Weird ...

This started out as an entry for Friday, but quickly turned into a weekend update. I had every intention of sitting down on Thursday night with a nice vodka cooler on ice, baseball game on television, hubby at my side and my laptop firmly planted on my lap. But a few naughty texts and flirty coworkers on both sides of our marriage turned the evening into a rather steamy and erotic affair that end with both us collapsed in a sweaty heap on the bed.

So, here I am, quietly tucked away into a corner at work, trying to eke out a few sentences for you between interruptions and actually fulfilling the responsibilities to my paycheque. Seriously people, it’s Friday … can it not wait until Monday?

But that is a good segue into the question that someone recently slipped into my inbox …

What’s the weirdest thing that’s happened as a result of your sex writings (e.g., blog, website, Twitter, in person, etc.)?

It’s hard to say if there is anything “weird” that has come from all the craziness … as long as you don’t include all the requests for some of the most bizarre fetishes.

The one that had me really going “Huh?” has been the requests for my panties – but only after I have done some very disgusting things in them. Um … that was a whole new and unexpected introduction to a side of the Internet I had not been aware of. Call me naïve, but it left me wondering about some of the strange things in life that turn people on.

I knew about the idea of having sexual souvenirs, and how some men had a thing for worn panties … and that has been something that I recently decided I was ready to explore more openly. But in this case, I’m not really talking about doing “naughty” things in my panties – that part I get. This specific request was about doing things that I have not done since I wore diapers. Definitely way beyond my comfort zone.

But, despite the initial shock, the request also helped me open my mind to a broader understanding of peoples’ fetishes … and in a way, gave me an opportunity to explore some new ones of my own. You quickly learn on the Internet that you are not always alone in some of the ideas that seem delightfully kinky.

Offline, probably the one thing that I don’t consider to be weird, but I certainly understand how many people in committed relationships would wonder about, is how revealing my secret online life to a male friend at work led to an oral-sex filled rendezvous in a hotel while my husband sat in a chair in the corner and watched.

Weird to some people because there is a very prevalent (and normal) perception that marriage has rigid confines … which turn up in some people as “hang ups.” Instead of exploring together and sharing an adventure to see where life can go, they wallow in jealousy and resentment.

I’m not sure there are many husbands that would be willing – and turned on – by the idea of letting their wife explore a new sexual experience so openly. Nor do I know a lot of married women who would actually go through with the opportunity, even though they have a strong sexual desire to try new things.

Among the people that communicate with me online, and the sex-positive community that my blog and website has introduced me to, exploring in such a manner may not seem so unusual. But the reality of my offline life is vastly different – and exceptionally vanilla on the surface.

Andee     xoxo

TMI Tuesday | Orgasms & Andee

Hey guys, this week's TMI Tuesday was a lot of fun to put together for you ... and I don't mind saying it took me a few stops and starts to get it all done!

This week we slip into my panties to learn a little too much information about my orgasms, and all the delightful ways and ideas that take me from zero to sixty in a blink of an eye. And I know you also enjoy the idea of having me in the throws of passion.

Do you remember your first orgasm. How old were you? Tell us about it.
Yes, I was a young teenager and just discovering all those wonderful things that were beginning to happen to me as puberty began to occur. I had an idea as to what pleasure was about, but had yet to fully explore. One day, I was at a pool with some friends and learned that if you positioned yourself just right, the water jet provided an amazing thrust of excitement. Not long after, I learned you could enjoy the same sensations with the running water from the bathtub faucet.

What is your favourite way to orgasm? (sex, g-spot, oral, etc)
It's hard to say if there is a favourite way for me because any orgasm is a good orgasm. But, the vast majority of my orgasms come from my favourite little vibrator. To be more descriptive, masturbation for me is also very much an external act. I'm not a woman who can orgasm just through penetration and so clitoral stimulation is my thing.

Are there any ways you want to experience an orgasm but haven't yet? (oral, g-spot, with or without a vibrator, squirt, etc.)
Hmm ... I have to admit that this confuses me a bit. Is the question looking for a technical or experiential answer; or even geographic? I can't think of other objects or methods of reaching an orgasm that I haven't tried. That isn't to say that there aren't things that I see that makes me go "hmm." Or people....

When I think of orgasms in unusual ways, I think more about places that intrigue me and daring situations ... there are a lot of thoughts in my mind along those lines.

When it comes to people, I can think of two ways right now: through the talents of another woman and the talents of a man other than my husband. Both of these experiences have been done in my past, but I would love to experience that all over again - especially now that I am at a much better place in my sexual adventure.

Have you ever had an orgasm in your sleep?
Not that I am aware ... although I have woken up extremely turned on by an erotic dream and taken a few minutes to give myself one.

What is the easiest/fastest way for you to have an orgasm?
My favourite toy is my primary tool for getting there. But I have a couple others that I don't rely on too much because, believe it or not, they are just too good at making me cum. My fear here is that those ones may desensitize me to anything else. Both of them are of the infamous Sex & The City turbo rabbit style ... and for any woman out there wondering, they are spectacular. Just don't spoil yourself.

If you want to catch me in action and see exactly what I mean, slip on over here. I cum a lot on there.

How many times a week do you try to reach an orgasm?
It varies. As much as I would love to give the impression that my life is purely a sexual amusement park, the truth is some days I am feeling it and other days I'm not. I am more about trying to have quality orgasms. As funny as that sounds, I think it is true that some are just better than others - such as masturbating because my imagination has completely taken over my libido and masturbating to relax and try fall asleep. Both are good, but one requires a little mental commitment.

Have you ever had an orgasm at the same time as your partner? Who normally cums first?
Every so often this is something we try to accomplish. Most of the time though, one of us goes off first - and that depends on the occasion. I am lucky because my husband loves to watch me orgasm, and usually wants me to experience that pleasure first. He says there is something exceptionally hot about fucking a pussy that has cum. It's one of his kinks ... and I'm not about to complain.

Can you have multiples?
Yes, multiple orgasms are something that I can achieve. Most of the time I am good for two per really horny session, occasionally three.

How long does it normally take for you to reach orgasm?
Good ques .... ti .... uuhhhh .... onnnnn.

Actually, like you, for me it varies for a whole bunch of reasons. Mostly it depends on the connection between my mind and my body. Sometimes I can coax one out in no time, and then other times I need to spend a bit of time getting into the zone. If I am especially horny that day it can be over in a couple minutes.

One other thing to consider is sometimes I want it to last. I want to build the fantasy in my mind that is going to get me there and let it all play out. A lot of guys I know rely on the visual fantasy that porn brings them, I like using my imagination.

Have you ever faked one?
Actually, yes I have. And there has been a few different reasons - and circumstances - as to why. The one that really stands out as I write this occurred shortly

Normally I just lie back and let the guy do his thing. If he’s happy and things work out, then I don’t dwell on if I’ve managed to reach an orgasm. For me, there is just as much in the experience with the closeness and love that can be shared through being intimate. After the birth of my kids, things were a bit different physically with me, and it not only affected how my body reacted, but also my libido. The inability to enjoy things the same as before kids was a very difficult, emotional thing to overcome.

My husband was performing a little oral activity on me and no matter how hard I tried to keep my mind in the moment, trying to bring my orgasm out, things just went on…and on. I was getting self-conscious and just “pretended” so we could move on ... not for his benefit, but to hide my disappointment at how my body was now different. I can’t tell you how awful I felt afterwards. When I finally had the nerve – much later – to tell him, I was an emotional wreck.

But, despite it all, this experience just became another chance for us to talk about our sex life and keep things real. As a couple, we learned to find the best ways to make sure we felt the passion, desire, connection in those moments. No, I don’t get my “O” every time. But I get a closeness with my husband, knowing we have been able to keep the talk going and not keep secrets from each other. That’s so much more important.

Andee     xoxo

Celebrating How Short Hems Can Be

Something intriguing came my way recently; a friend sent me an article that said the fashion world was celebrating the 50th anniversary of the miniskirt. It seems a little hard to believe that it has been that long, but at the same time, they are so common these days that it seems almost more out of place to wear anything below the knee.

What was first considered scandalous is now standard faire in offices, schools and clubs. As women began to gain confidence - and fashion trends evolved - the shock value disappeared. Of course, it helps that most young women today have never lived through a dramatic change in social acceptance based on clothing design. Well, except maybe the 80s.

Of course, "mini" is open to interpretation. Fashion expert Amy Lu says four inches above the knee is the ideal length to show style and just enough leg to attract the right kind of attention; four inches below the bum ... well, maybe a bit too short unless you have some ulterior motives in mind.
 
As you know, each Monday I bring you a little peek into my miniskirt choices, some designed with work in mind, others definitely "porn photos only." For me, I can't say that I am specifically a dedcated fan ... it's just that I'm that vertically-challenged that I can't wear anything but short hems. Any hem at or below my knee tends to make me appear a little stubby ... the reality of being 5'1".

Andee     xoxo

The Thoughts That Swirl Around

One of the questions that landed in my email recently kind of got me thinking. The person who sent it asked me if I ever fantasize about my website members, like they fantasize about me.

I guess the first answer is: I’m thankful some of you consider me fantasy material. I love bringing my crazy little world to you, and just appreciate knowing you are enjoying it.

My fantasies tend to fluctuate, as you have seen over the past two years of me sharing on my blog and the past 10 years on my Southern Charms site. Some I have been lucky to explore and turn into realities, while others are simply good ideas floating around in my imagination. And that’s probably not that different from many others – life experience tends to bring new ideas, desires and intrigue to a person.

I can’t say I have ever specifically fantasized about random men that may have sent me a sexy email or naughty IM. There have been guys who have been online friends – people I have chatted with, and in the beginning, a few guys I webcammed with – that I have shared a slightly more intimate experience with online. At the time, those experiences were a great deal of fun. My exposure to the more sexual side of the internet was new, fresh and helped fill both my time and imagination at point in my life when I needed some distraction.

But, like a lot of things, it became a bit “routine” and the excitement waned. New experiences took their place and I was off on a new direction in my sexual adventure.

The intriguing thoughts that still occasionally pop into my mind are more about the fun and pleasure that I hope my members – and readers here, as well – are having thanks to my efforts. I find it quite exciting and ego-boosting to think that I can still turn some men on with the kind of things I do online. If you knew the real me behind Andee, you would quickly see that I’m not a vain person, so doing the photos and videos are still, even after 10 years, a big stretch for me. I tend to see the flaws more than the fantasy.

But I won’t deny that I enjoy knowing the reaction those things produce. I believe that all women, on some level, like the idea of being sexually desirable; even if some of the more staunch feminists and anti-pornographers say the whole concept is disgusting.

The other part of my kink that this appeals to is the fact that I love watching a man pleasure himself. Seeing a man in all his erect glory, utterly turned on and stroking for all he is worth is exceptionally erotic. And why not? I know a lot of men like watching us masturbate. Goodness, there’s a whole billion dollar industry built around gadgets intended to help women reach orgasms.

Andee     xoxo

Life On The Silver Screen

Around here the celebrity buzz is gaining a lot of steam, with the international film festival set to begin and movie star sightings on the rise. One of the films being featured by Canadian actress/director Sarah Polley is a revealing story about family secrets, and such. The idea behind having your life and family secrets being exposed to the big screen made for some interesting conversation this past weekend with some of my coworkers.

Naturally I was reluctant to reveal too much about the secrets I keep tucked away in my boudoir. Some things are just better left not disclosed to the people I have to face every day.

If your life was turned into a movie, what scene would you be embarrassed to see on the big screen?
Despite what you might think about all the swirling sexual insanity that has become my adventure for the past decade, probably the one thing that would embarrass me the most would be a somewhat realistic recreation of my wedding. Don’t get me wrong, I love being married to my best friend, and life is never boring, but back then I was so young and immature; hardly prepared or mindful of what would lay ahead.

Part of the “romance” is the innocence and naivety, but like those horrible high school photos we all like to hide, what we see is a young bride with a huge misconception of the world. At that age we think we are so much older and prepared for life than we really are. Then as we begin to experience life, all those youthful notions turn into knowledge of how it really is.

Probably the other moment in my life that I would like to rewrite for a much more exciting Hollywood version would be turning the awkwardness of me discovering my bisexuality into a scene that isn’t as close the reality.

It was something I had long mulled over in my mind, but when the opportunity was right there, everything went south … and not in the good way. As you have read on here before, all the curiosity and desire staggered around after she and I both had too much to drink.

What scene would get it an ‘R’ rating?
Oh goodness, to narrow it down ...

Um, as much as I would like to say things have not been a tornado of emotional confusion and sexual torment, but just about any time in the past year I've worn a dress to work. Some days haven’t been all that naughty, but given that the days when I dress up, there are ulterior motives.

And then there is the reality surrounding most of the dates I've had in the past decade. One of the realities of my life is that I am a very sexual and adventurous person, and my shy, conservative persona is less of the truth than what people might think. When my husband and I plan a night out, if it’s not something specific like a family event, we look to explore and excite in whole new ways.

For example, one of the last times we went out, I ended up pressed up against the back of my truck in the dark parking lot having my pussy licked. My husband pushed the hem of my jean skirt up to my waist and knelt between my legs. It was only after a few minutes into the whole moment that we realized there was someone sitting in their truck parked a few spots over. Hopefully they enjoyed the show.

On the way home, I was still so incredibly turned on, so I took matters into my own hands and proceeded to distract my husband by masturbating in the front seat. No worries though, before we got home, we stopped and I gave him a blow job.

Yeah, probably not something that would rank as a PG kind of scene ... but pretty much a typical date for us.

Andee     xoxo

TMI Tuesday | Love, Sex and Cum

The fact that today is the day my Little Men go back to school should be orgasm-worthy enough. Anyone who has children will certainly appreciate that feeling. I love summer, and I love my kids, but the last couple weeks of vacation always seem to be the ones that turn it all from relaxation to the typical mantra of "I'm bored."

And at the same time, I'm also a little sad that the summer is reaching its end. This one just flew by for me, and half of the excitement and adventure I had hoped for never seemed to materialize. Maybe karma is thinking that autumn might need to be a hot one ... here's hoping!

This week’s TMI Tuesday questions come from the wacky, inventive, and sexually creative mind of the late phoenix.

1. We are all incurable sex addicts, but name one thing—a job, a passion, a creative outlet, a collection—of yours you use as a replacement, a distraction from constantly thinking about sex 24/7.
For me, the reality is the opposite. I use sex, and thinking about sex, as the distraction from the insanity that swirls around me. My job is very demanding, and sometimes emotionally difficult, so it can consume a lot of my conscious mind. From there, I go home to a somewhat equally taxing environment - not because of my marriage, but because I have two very busy Little Men (each with their own unique challenges and needs) and a mountain of bills (because no matter how much you dream, there is always some sort of debt to be paid). Trying to keep a household afloat and two growing young men on a positive path is a massive undertaking at the best of times.

And so, because all these other things in life are so consuming, my husband and I consciously set out on this sexual adventure I have blogged about for the past couple years. We have worked (and still continue to work at) shedding some of the hang-ups we have and try to fulfill as many of our passions, desires and fantasies as we can. Connected to that, my website has become an escape for me; somewhere that I can be a fantasy woman and all those wild sexual ideas that escape me during my real life.

2. Have you ever loved somebody so much you thought having sex with them would actually sully the pristine purity of that love?
I can't say I have. I think I am, once again, more on the opposite side of this: someone who has deep feelings for another person and has a strong desire to take it to the ultimate intimacy. With the people in my life that I have a sexual interest in, my mind tends to wander towards ideas of what it would be like to be naked, sweaty and in the throws of passion with them. Forbidden fruit tastes even sweeter ... sometimes.

3. If you could make love to yourself, would you? Describe this experience in full detail.
First, I would take me out to dinner - and if I ordered the lobster bisque, I would be seriously expecting to get laid later.

Since I already know what it takes to get me hot, wet and sexually enthusiastic, there would be a lot of kissing and gentle touching to begin with. I would make sure to pay careful attention to as many of my erogenous zones possible before I made any move that was overtly sexual. I was spend a good long time teasing my nipples with kisses and nibbles, until they were rock hard and pointing straight out. From there, I would begin the long, sensual process of working my way down to my pussy. First I would gently play with it with my fingers, taking my time to get there with my mouth.

Then, when I knew I was beyond turning back, I would begin to lick and gently suck on my clit, rubbing the tip of my tongue along the spot that I know sends those orgasmic shivers right through my body. At the same time I would slide two fingers deep into me, rubbing against my g-spot, working both until I could sense the building orgasm, the tension of the muscles, the pushing back against my fingers and mouth ... the swelling of my clit until everything reached a crescendo of throbbing, pulsing release.

Yowza ... now I'm quite turned on.

4. Cum, are you a fan? Explain and expound.
Yes, a huge fan. I love watching a man cum, I love making a man cum ... and I absolutely love it when he cums in my mouth. It took me a while to acquire a taste for that last statement, but as I became more experienced at using my oral talents to tease and torment a man, the more I enjoyed giving blowjobs. I think part of the experience is the ego boost that comes with knowing you can bring your partner to the height of pleasure. Seeing a man cum is the biggest reward for the sexual efforts I have put in to helping him achieve that orgasm.

Most recently, my husband did something relatively new in our sex life. Most times he just lets go with one big push while he is still inside me, but this time he pulled out and came all over the outside of my pussy. Looking down to watch him shoot on to me, and then the sensation of using his cum as lubricant for my vibrator was incredible.

5. Does it creep you out to know that God is watching you as you’re fucking?
If He is watching, then I might as well be entertaining. Not to mention, usually during a good session I am singing His praises anyway.

Bonus: Tell us something sexy that happened to you this week.
Hmm ... tough one, given the workload I had and the madness of getting the Little Men ready to return to school.

The week before back to school tends to be a whirlwind here. My little Little Man had back to back weekend baseball tournaments, then there's the back to school shopping and preparation, easing out of the summer routine into the more familiar and regular school routine...work...work...and getting ready for hockey tryouts. Spare time for something sexual and fun is a monsterous challenge.

That said, on Friday I was not at work, and was able to find a bit of time for myself in the morning. I was reading one of my more erotic books while taking a break in my bedroom. After one of the more sexual scenes, I was left quite turned on, so I reached into my night table for my favourite toy and worked myself into quite a delightful orgasm.

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Andee     xoxo

Help Wanted, Must Like Brass

There’s a bit of a pole-dance controversy going on in Ontario these days, thanks in part to our government putting an end to work visas for exotic dancers and a club located in Windsor that has offered a college tuition incentive.

I’m generally not one to get too caught up in the world of politics. I don’t find politics very interesting, nor do I believe in anything that any one of them tells me. Frankly, I prefer to focus on the positive aspect of what goes on around me and leave the arguments for those who are interesting in having a stroke instead of getting one.

But this is one little political tornado that I found kind of intriguing, amusing … and, well, got me thinking I might like to do some investigation. Not to mention, with students returning to school this week, the debate going on is really entertaining. You'll see what I mean in a few paragraphs.

In Canada, back in the 1990s, our government allowed a program that gave work visas to women who wanted to come here and work as strippers. Regardless of where you might sit on the whole philosophy of strip clubs and adult entertainment, it was at least a program that relied on secured work – as opposed to the far-too-many free handouts we already have in place.

Our current government has decided to end the program, meaning strip clubs will no longer be able to hire foreign dancers. Apparently this is a huge business, and as such, lots of clubs are left with the prospect of not having anyone to gyrate around the brass pole anymore. In response, the association that represents exotic dancers in Canada immediately took to the media with some scare tactics, saying clubs would now have to rely on recruiting good ol’ Canadian girls from places like, clubs, universities and colleges – and, Dads get your legally registered long rifles out – high schools.

The idea is to create a high level of fear that all the little darlings will flock to centre stage and change their dull suburban monikers to something more sensual like Candi, Brandi or Destiny. Never mind that the legal age in Ontario is 19; meaning at best, a girl could hit the stilettos at 18 ... still a year post Catholic schoolgirl minikilt. Anyone dancing at 17 without fake ID would definitely bring some serious trouble to any establishment.

Naturally, the move was aimed at capitalizing on the current state of fear that exists over the stripper shortage and schoolgirl seduction as opposed to desperate business practices.

The Leopard Lounge, in marketing brilliance, has countered that instead of relying on European dancers anymore or hitting up Mrs. Johnson's Grade 12 math class, they will offer a $1,700 tuition incentive and $500 bonus to any Canadian college or university student that will dance at the club – as long as they maintain a B+ average, and probably a B+ bra size.

Personally, I think it's brilliant - although a touch on the cheap side. Shortly after this hit the headlines, another story started to attract attention, revealing that the average Canadian university student will graduate $24,000 in debt. The stripper scholarship may get good grades for the attention-achievement assignment, but will barely buy the text books for the course.

Andee     xoxo