Yes, yes, this I have to promote. . .Douglas wants orgasms.

No, really. He wants your favorites and he wants them NOW. I haven't sent him any but I haven't looked through my impressive list o' smut. I think an 80s romance would do the trick. That's when universes shattered and euphemisms raged and metaphors soared. These days? Rioters call a blissful coming to climax an orgasm.


Do you suppose that cleaning scene in the Pine Sol commercial might count?


  1. The eye-crossed, knees locked, arms over head moment might?

  2. Thanks, Kate. I may have to wait until next week's SBD, though, since I have so few orgasms. Oh, so very few :(


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