"The shirt is text from Doctor Zhivago, which says, "A Violent, Sensual, Sensitive Girl…" I wear it all the time. I may or may not have had a good morning with my Jimmyjane (full review here)…” - Sticky
Until this weekend I had considered myself somewhat of a dildo purest. Generally speaking, if it looks like a dildo, vibrates like a dildo, and fits in my hand - I’m going to have an orgasm. Nevermind the fact that most traditional dildos are quite harsh, a little too firm, and become slightly redundant after a while… to me, why question what works? Don’t replace what ain’t broke.
I was slightly concerned with the shape of Jimmyjane’s Form 2, but thought, “Hey Sticky, why not? It vibrates, what more do you need?”
I soon discovered it does so much more…
Today there’s a skip in my step and a snap on the tip of my fingers. Didn’t even need a cup-o-joe to wake up this gal up this morning. Know why? Afterglow.
I’ve spent the past three days with Jimmyjane’s Form 2 vibrator extraodinaire! Now I know what Martha Reeves was singing about when she famously belted, “Jimmy Mac, when are you ‘cuming’ back?” Those are the lyrics, right?
I have not yet read all of the instructions, as I was too excited to acknowledge the fine print. However, I’m sure that I’ll discover even more useful tips and information once I do.
The Brass Tacks:
The Form 2 device charger set-up and various setting options are really self-explanatory, hence me tossing the instruction manual off the side of the bed. Anyone who appreciates beauty in good design will undoubtedly enjoy this an Apple quality aesthetic. You guys, this thing is the iPhone of clit tinglers. Become an early adopter.
In just minutes I had it up and buzzing in my panties. The chubby claw-like design at the top perfectly surrounds the clitoris and the diverse settings allow for a multitude of “good vibrations” that made me go from “Hmm,” to “Ooo” to “Ohh yes!” in no time. I went round after round with no hand cramps, no bed-shaking hum, no ouchy hard plastic parts… just pure blissful magic.
It’s low-profile, sleek design encourages you to take it with you on the go. The Form 2 has quickly become a vital addition to my pleasure arsenal and boy am I thankful that I’ve found it!
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Sticky Nicky said she was ready for Cinco de Mayo…but we think she looks ready for every single day of this month.
I’ve been doing the Master Cleanse 1-2 times per year for the past four, maybe five years, and only recently did I learn it was like, an actual thing people do and that most people know what it is. I get a 50/50 “You’re crazy”/”That’s amazing” reaction when I talk about it so a couple of years ago I stopped trying to convert people and now I just keep my mouth shut (until now, obviously) because even I think this shit is nuts.
So, here I am on day 3. This is my first day 3 without cigarettes, which though they directly contradict the entire philosophy of detoxification, in the past were my one saving grace/cheat/vice during this ridiculous process that [theoretically] lasts 10 days. So - I have no booze, smokes, junk food, or WINE (which is its own category) and though yes, I have pot, you can only smoke so much of that shit plus it kinda makes you want to eat? Amiright?
I’ve been staring at William-Sonoma-dotcom for the past two hours and have convinced myself that I positively NEED a waffle maker and ceramic knives and sausage seasonings and now I have a pretend cart’s worth of specialty kitchen goods totaling over $300. I finally understand what people mean by “food porn”. This is typical for me while on the Cleanse. I devour cookbooks as though they were erotic novels and I make pretend grocery store lists and when absolutely desperate, I cook for others just to smell the smells.
‘Why put yourself through all of this’ you ask? Well in the past it’s been because I wanted to de-bloat and make my skin glow (which happens oh so fast!). But this time, it’s all about the challenge. Can someone like me, someone who two years ago couldn’t get birth control because of her major smoking addiction and the risk of blood clots, someone who had high blood pressure, someone who was on antidepressants - drop the smokes, the pills, the stress, the bullshit and finally… the food and alcohol? Weening off SSRIs, cutting out the nicotine and mellowing out wasn’t easy - but it wasn’t that hard, either.
This Master Cleanse process always opens my eyes to the fact that my entire social life, family life, and home life revolve around food and drink. When you take all of that out of the picture, what are you left with? Just you. Your brain, your body, your choices. Hanging out with yourself without the crutch of booze, food, coffee, cigarettes, and everything else you put into your mouth can be so hard! At least it is for me. But eh, fuck it. Knowing that I am in control of my will and not the other way around is really, really good for my self confidence and I mean Jesus fasted for like forty days, right?