My trip to an adult sex store

MY YUMMY ADVENTURE
On Christmas Eve, I had passed by Priscilla’s adult sex store on my way to my mom’s house. What immediately caught my eye was a sign that displayed “3 DVD’s for $10”. I’m like, I’m going there after Christmas.

...and today is the day after Christmas. And what do you know, I did go there tonight. I always keep my word. I'm a woman of my word.

As luck would have it, I met a nice guy named Alex earlier - at Barnes and Noble bookstore of all places. He made my day. Right after my encounter with Alex, I decided to venture out to Priscilla's - one of my favorite stores in my hometown. I was on a mission and did not plan on missing out on the DVD sale.

PORN dvd's
I must say I had a total blast. The time of my life. There were over a 100 porn DVD’s on sale for $3.95 each, so if you bought 3 that would total up to $10. There was a scruffy looking guy hovering over the DVD’s as I approached the DVD bin. He moved his stash of DVD’s, and I started perusing through the wide variety of porn they had. There were some really freaky ones - pregnant women lactating and having sex, humongous fat women, role-playing couples. I've always been interested in role playing. Not too many of my past boyfriends were into it. One was, and we played the parts of a Roman soldier and a wench. That was kind of fun. I'd love to do more role playing with my next serious boyfriend. Hopefully, he's into role playing. We'll see.

The scruffy looking guy recommended a dvd, and talked about a couple on there that did some freaky stuff. I was sold. It was among the dvd's that I bought. I love watching freaky stuff; I even bought the dvd with the really fat women just to have a good laugh. hahaha. Another dvd I bought were women and their freaky sex toys. I was amazed by some of the pictures I saw.

ADULT TOYS
I love my toys. Can't get enough of them. I have several vibrators at home and was looking to increase my collection, as well as my pleasure.

I only buy adult toys when they're on sale, so luckily enough, their discount table were filled with lots of goodies. I asked one of the salesperson her advice on certain adult toys, and she recommended a clit pleasure toy and a certain vibrator. I added both to my cart. I also asked her about this one Tyler Knight blow-up doll. I'm like, do women actually use it? She said only for a joke.

STRAP-ONS
I sunk really low when I asked her about several strap-ons on the table, which were 8". She asked me what I planned on using it for. I'm like, well for a guy to use it on me. (I was picturing my next serious boyfriend maybe using it on me. I know, I'm really pathetic to think such a thing). I asked her if it'll hurt, since it's so huge. She said it will, especially if it's my first time. I told her it will be my first time. She shook her head, and then that's when I informed her I'm a virgin. We got to talking about her sex life. She said she's engaged and had sex for the 1st time with her boyfriend.

...to be continued...

SHOPPING: Shoes, the bookstore, and the hottie

I love spending quality time with my mom in my hometown, especially during the holidays. Mom knows I love to shop. I'll shop till I drop - but with caution. I budget myself. I love the post-Christmas sales everywhere, including Shoe Carnival, where I planned on going.

SHOES
Shoes, shoes, shoes...oh how I love shoes. I spent over an hour at Shoe Carnival. My mom had showed me their ad yesterday, which included a $5 coupon. We always try to use coupons whenever possible. We're savers and smart shoppers.

I had a ball looking at all those wonderful shoes, which lay before my very eyes. I don't really have a huge shoe collection but like collecting nice, unique shoes every once in a blue moon. Have to stay with the current trend, especially if I want to keep my goddess-looking stature. I must stay looking beautiful, gorgeous looking, and fashionable for all those guys out there, especially the ones I date.

THE IMAGE
While perusing the sports shoes aisle, I looked up and 15 feet from me stood an image that bemused me. I must say it was disturbing not the least. A crack stood before my very eyes. Now, when I say crack, it was a butt crack (a huge butt crack) from a chubby black woman bending over. I stood where I was, completely frozen and in dis-awe. Yeeks. I think her crack hypnotized me, for I could not take my eyes off this very image. At last, she stood up, and I snapped out of my daze. I think she scarred my mind for that moment in time. If it had been a really hot guy's crack displayed, I probably would've inched my way up and gotten a closer look. hahaha.

THE DIFFICULTY OF SHOE BUYING
I tried on several running shoes and had a hard time deciding which one to get. I even had two different shoes on - a different one on each foot, just to side-by-side compare. I finally settled on a bad-ass looking Nike running shoe. I walked and even ran down the aisle in them. I tried to treat it like a business deal. Don't fall in love with the looks, like so many women out there do. I prefer going for comfort, but I must say the shoe has to be somewhat good looking, at least to my eyes. After all, beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

Since Shoe Carnival was having a buy one, get one half off deal, I decided to look a little bit longer. I hit the boots aisle, just to see what they had in store for me. Woo, I felt like I was in shoe gallore heaven. I love cute looking boots. I even asked this one black woman for her opinion on the color of the boots I was eyeing. Beige or dark brown I asked her. She said beige looks better, and I told her I felt the same way. So, the beige Fubu boots it was. It'll definitely make me look like a fashion goddess. The sexy mama is making her way downtown. Guys, watch out, here I come...

BARNES AND NOBLE - my favorite hangout
I'm at Barnes and Noble bookstore now. I love this store, especially the atmosphere. I love sitting here at the coffee lounge area. The sounds of blenders going, the smells of coffee, the quiche aroma...mmmm...I can't get enough of this place. The fact they have wireless internet access is very appealing and quite convenient.

THE HOTTIE
I just saw a cute guy with his mother sit nearby me. Wow, he’s super, sizzling hot. I wonder if he caught me glancing at him. Mmmm...well dressed, nicely groomed, kinda reminds me of one of those metro sexual guys. (He wore a nice long-sleeved buttoned blue shirt with nice black pants. Yes, I'm very observant, especially when it comes to very attractive men like him). I find metro-sexual guys very appealing. I like men that are well-groomed and take care of themselves. He makes me think of my ex-guy Rich. Oh no, could that cute guy be gay? Thanks to Rich, I'm more cautious when I approach very good looking guys, as they're probably either married or gay.

Rich, the super brilliant PhD scientist, was a metro-sexual. Little did I know he’d be more than that. I should've picked up his gaydar. And my snobby aunt still thinks I'm dating him. What a joke. She's super jealous of me. She had showed my other aunt his and my picture. She mentioned to her that he's super handsome and super smart and that I didn't deserve him. She also told my mom I'm no virgin, due to our closeness (holding hands and our glances of each other) when she had dinner with us. Screw her and her snobby self. She looks down at everyone, doesn't matter who it is.

She'd rather have Rich over her attorney husband. Oh, she can have him. Be my guest bitch. If you knew what he really was auntie, you wouldn't want him. Or maybe she wouldn't care, 'cause he's super-hot and super-smart and super-hot.

THE HOT TABLE
Oh my gosh, the cute guy just approached me and spoke to me. He asked if the table next to me is occupied. I said it wasn't and with a smile on my face, exclaimed "be my guest". He thanked me and came over with his laptop. When he bent over, I inhaled deeply so I could smell his scent. When there's a really attractive guy that I'm next to, I like to smell the guy's scent. I like a man's scent, natural or cologne-nized.

He’s packing up. No, don’t go away cute guy. What do I say, what do I say? (It's now or never). I thought of something clever to ask him -"leaving so soon?" He said he had forgotten his charger. I'm like, too bad. We got to talking and I found out he's visiting relatives and that his mom flew in from up North. It's a small world after all, because he actually lives in the town next to mine and doesn't work too far from me. I said that's really neat.

We got to talking some more. I loved how Alex kept saying my name. I gave Alex my business card and asked if he'd like to hang out sometime. I told him I'm always looking to make new friends, since some of my friends have moved out the area. He's like, yeah. I'm like, cool. I was going to write down his e-mail address or type into my yahoo contacts, but the internet stalled, and I couldn’t find my pen. He decided to give me his business card.

All this time, while we were talking, I got the impression he was gay just because he was super good looking (no thanks to ex-guy Rich). Boy, was I wrong. BIG TIME. Turns out, he's straight, because he mentioned an ex-girlfriend. My bad. My big-time bad. hahaha. My sincerest apologies to Alex. Please forgive me Alex.

THE HOTTIE's MOTHER
I watched over Alex' laptop bag while he went to look for his mother. A short while later, Alex came back over. He asked me if I was done blogging. I was like, “uhhh, no...” and tried to lower my page where he couldn’t see my title “Diary of a Not-So-Innocent Virgin”. (I don’t want him to know I’m a virgin). He joked how he would contact me before I contact him. When we shook hands, we looked each other in the eyes for what seemed like eternity and our handshake was neverending. Shortly after, his mom came over our way. He introduced me to her. She seemed very nice, just like him.

We joked a bit. I remember when Alex' mom asked me "are you flying Continental Airlines?" To which I responded, "I'm driving, courtesy of Toyota". We all laughed. Turns out she's leaving the same day I am. We high-fisted each other. Alex is driving back in a few days. He joked about me behaving, especially with the military guys in town. I joked back with "I'll try to behave...but it'll be hard to resist".

I did not expect to meet a person like Alex during the holidays, especially in a bookstore of all places. And the best thing was - he saw me as my non-glamorous, natural, real self, dressed in my jogging suit outfit, my hair pulled back in a pony tail, no makeup, and with my glasses on. I wonder if some arrogant guys in his shoes would've turned me away, thinking who is this plain jane and what the hell does she want? But then, if I was dressed as my glamorous self, they've would've been wanting to get in my pants.

I'm so glad to have met Alex. He and I got along really well. Our conversation was natural and flowing. He seemed genuine and clean cut. It was very easy talking to him, unlike some guys I've come across this year. I think it's going to be fun hanging out with my new friend Alex. I can't wait to see his cute-as-a-fox self. Till next year Alex...

THE GODDESS
I know I'm really sitting at a hot table, for uh oh, a very attractive, beautiful brunette-haired woman just sat next to me about 15 minutes ago (where Alex had sat earlier). She asked if the table next to me is taken, to which I responded it's not. She's a very hot woman, with a Goddess-like appearance. What made her stand out is her very, very fashionable clothes -one of the best-dressed/attractive women I've seen in my life. She was wearing a cutesy black sweater under a sophisticated grey coat, paired with a sleek, gray trouser and black heeled boots. (I pay attention to what people wear, whether it's a man or woman).

If I were gay, I would've talked to her. Oh no, I should've told her I like her fashion, as I'm accustomed to telling people. Unlike Alex, I didn't think about inhaling her scent, which goes to show, I'm not gay. I'm straight as can be. I love my men. But it's still nice to look. My eye candy comes in all genders, races, and ages, but preferably hot guys with hot bodies, just like Alex'.

I just talked to the hot woman. She sneezed, and I said "bless you". With a nice smile on her face, she said "thank you". She seems like a nice woman. I replied back with a smile and a "you're welcome".

Oh my goddess, I love this bookstore. They've got hotter people here than where I live up North. I saw plenty of hot, young guys in the bookstore earlier. I had to do double, no, triple takes. I even saw a woman with cute braids. I used to wear braids. Once my hair gets longer, I'm going to wear the cute Pippy Longstocking look again. I used to be called Pippy when I wore braids a few years back. hahaha.

Mmmm...I just saw a good looking Asian guy walk by me...my eyes followed him. He's so nicely dressed, in a preppy blue sweater with jeans. I love men that dress preppy. Give me some of that good stuff. I saw another cute guy with a chick sit down next to me. I'm trying not to be too obvious when checking out guys with chicks. Gosh, he's got a sexy voice. Okay...I'm leaving now. I'll never want to leave this place if I don't go now...get thee to the lingerie store...

The Shower with Another Female

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EGGWHITE: The secret to my youth

One of the reasons I still get mistaken for a 23 year old is: EGGWHITE. It’s one of my many secrets to my youthful looks. It all dates back to when I was a teen. After making eggs, my mother would place the egg white all over her face. She’d leave it on for at least 15 minutes. If leaving on longer, it’s even better. That way, everything goes to a good use. Nothing goes to waste.

Mom admits she’s gotten lazy and doesn’t use egg white as often. But whenever she makes eggs, she’ll still use it. I make eggs (omeletes) just about every weekend. I’ll leave my egg white on for about 30 minutes or more. Then just wash it off with water. My face feels so smooth afterwards.

After I made pumpkin pie (my annual tradition) on Christmas, I applied egg white to my face since I had used eggs for the pie. This time I must've left it on for almost an hour. After washing it off with lukewarm water, my face felt so refreshed.

This sure beats buying all those expensive cosmetic products displayed in the mall. A lot of those anti-wrinkle creams can run you well over $100, which in my opinion is not worth it. Plus, do they even work?

Natural beauty products, especially the ones you use from home, are so much better. When I say natural, I mean using food/beverage products. Some examples are milk and a variety of fruits, which I will get into another time.

So far, I've discussed EGGWHITES and SUNSCREEN as among my secrets for staying looking young. I have so many more anti-aging secrets to share, which will be revealed in the new year. Stay tuned...

Taking a break from men

I had gone on 5 dates with 5 different guys in the past week. I had so much fun with each guy. They were each different in their own ways. I had 2 dates on a work day, which I’ll never do again. (Never say never). I ended up getting only 2 hours of sleep that day, and I later felt it that night at work. Felt like a walking zombie. I need at least 6-8 hours of sleep each day to fully function.

I think it would be better to spread the dates out. It’s just that I wanted to see as many guys as I could before going home for the holidays. Of course, I could be dating guys in my hometown if I wanted to - younger, good looking guys and a handful of military hotties. But, as much I love men, I need a break from them.

During the next 8 days, I don’t have to bother wearing makeup, fashionable clothes, heals, and especially contacts. I hate wearing contacts, for my eyes get dry easily. I prefer the natural, plain jane look and wearing my glasses. Sure, I look more like a nerd, but this is me. Fewer guys would want me the way I look now, but who cares? I’m not looking for any guys over here. Besides, I feel more like the real me and quite comfty in my jeans and sweats. I mean, I love the attention when I’m made up. Guys go gaga over me. Even an acquaintance thought I was hot when he saw my picture on a social website. He told me earlier this week he couldn’t believe that was me, because I looked so different, so “wow“. He had to ask himself, is that such and such? I told him that’s my evil twin. I said I was wearing makeup and had styled my hair differently.

Enjoy the me-time while I can, because when I get back in January, it’s full-speed ahead. The glamorous, polished me will resurface. And the devilish side of me will come out. I will have so many guys wrapped around my finger that I’ll probably have a dozen guys chasing after me. I mean, my goal is to marry (the right guy hopefully) in the new year.

First day blogging

Wow, so this is my 1st day blogging. A friend of mine had been bugging me for the longest time to blog about life experiences. So, I'm finally here. I've decided to dive deeply into this wonderful world of blogging. No turning back now. Wait...I change my mind!

So, who am I?

I'm a flight attendant, and I thought I'd write about my sky high and low ground adventures. I love getting hit on all the time by hot male passengers. I've caught quite a few of them checking out my tits and my ass. Oh, how I love the attention. I especially love it when they talk up a storm to me and endlessly give me their business cards. Needless to say, I have a different lover in each city. From all different sorts of backgrounds - doctors, attorneys, politicians, star athletes, even a movie star. I've received tons of gifts from my lovers - jewelry, clothes, perfumes, and even a car. The co-pilot and I flirt all the time with each other, and I love it when he bangs me in the jacuzzi in the hotel room. And little does my fiance know.

On the contrary, that is the complete total opposite of me. It is actually my alter ego. I'm just a plain jane trying to discover who she is in life. I have everything going for me. I'm beautiful, smart, funny, multi-talented, ambitious, educated, cultured, romantic, and have a very promising career. I play many sports, speak several languages, and cook and bake. Yet, I'm still single (and I mainly know why - my secret soon to be divulged). People have asked me why is a wonderful girl like me not married. I just tell them I haven't found the right one yet. (I just realized none of my closest friends are married).

I could've been married already, but shit happens. Tragedy, relocation, incompatibility. I know one day I'll get married. But will it be to the right man? I wanna be married forever, but I have to face reality. Over 50% of marriages in America end in divorce. And it's definitely a higher percentage nowadays, with the way current trends are continuing.

I fall in a different boat than most Americans. I'm one of the 4% of Amercian adults who are still virgins. I said it, I'm a virgin. And I wasn't ashamed of saying it, like I have been sometimes in the past. I am waiting till marriage. I know it makes me strange and not the norm, but who cares what other people say? I've been put down endlessly for my beliefs and questioned about them. I'm used to hearing all the bullsh1t. It doesn't phase me now.

It's certainly not easy being a virgin, especially nowadays. I'm actually at a huge disadvantage. You might as well pack me up into a time machine, and boot my sorry virgin ass back to the 1950's. At least men were a lot clean cut back then than they are now. Damn it, I was born in the wrong decade. Just think, if it were the 1950's now, I'd fit right in with no problem. I wouldn't be the strange one. Damn the 1960's.

It has not been easy at all when it comes to dating. Most guys out there are pigs. From my experience, a majority of them wanted sex on the 1st date. No thank you, but I don't do one night stands. It's disgusting. I especially feel sad for those women who sleep around, get pregnant, and don't even know who their baby daddy is. I've seen this happen so many times on the Maury Povich show.

I've been upfront with most of the guys I've dated. There were various ways I told them. I said to a few of them that I still have my v-card. One guy was like, "what the heck is that"? I'm like, you know. He didn't, so I had to basically spill it out for him.

For other guys, it was easier, because I was upfront about it when I told them. Here are my various sayings:
"Uh...I'm waiting till the wedding night"
"I don't believe in pre-marital sex"
"I'm ummm, ummmm...still a virgin...but i can still be intimate"

And there were other times when I never mentioned it to the guy. These were when I had it really bad - many guys would try to get in my pants on the 1st date. I've had many infamous sayings from guys:
"I've got something to show you"...from the naughty Professor
"It's lonely, it needs to come out"...from the college student
"Stop it, you're teasing me"....from the Army NCO
And the list goes on and on and on...ay,ay,ay...why me? I'm cursed.

Why am I waiting?
I do come from a religious family background, but I consider myself more spiritual and am an open-minded individual. Also, education and family-instilling values in me did help me make the choice in waiting so long in life. I value education a whole lot and I didn't want to screw anything up.

I was quite a committed Christian at one time. When I was in my teens, I thought staying a virgin until marriage is standard behavior for those who belong to Christ. But mankind has perverted God’s ways in favor of whatever they want to do. Sad, but true. I still don't get it, but it's part of society. Most of my friends are devouted Christians and are waiting till marriage. And for that, I'm very proud of them for staying true to their beliefs and to God. I feel Michael Chang is a good role model for other Christians, because he waited till marriage at age 36, and attributes his choice due to his Christian beliefs. I figured if I waited this long in life, I might as well wait till I'm married. Hopefully, it'll be next year. Former NBA player, A.C. Green, claims he was a virgin till age 38 at marriage. Now, the question I'm wondering is, is Tim Tebow a virgin?

Back in mom's days, she still got pressured for sex. Of course, back then things were a whole lot different. For instance, a few of the guys who wanted sex with my mom told her they would be responsible if she got pregnant. They said they would marry her. That was typical back then. Nowadays? Forget it. There are maybe only a handful of guys who will marry the woman if she gets pregnant. Morals back then were a lot better than they are now. Morals are at an all-time low in today's society. They're actually going backwards. Just look at it - it's everywhere. And it's making me sad. But, I try to keep my head up and think positive.

My encounter today

While browsing through a bookstore down the street from me, this scruffy looking guy approached me and asked me why I was wearing a sweatshirt. I was like, I got off work earlier this morning. We must've talked for at least 15 minutes. Nice guy. He's in the Reserves. It was nice talking to him. I didn't ask for his number, because I wasn't feeling him, and he wasn't my type. The chemistry wasn't there. (I still remember last month when this former Reservist guy gave me his number. He was cute. He called me up like four times already. Playing hard to get is working here - I best call him back pronto). I must say, there were a lot of hotties in the bookstore. (I love brainy guys, especially hot ones with glasses. Huge turn on). It's too bad I wasn't wearing my makeup and my best clothes; otherwise, I would've asked for a few numbers.