Virgin no more!

Even though I am married and have a son, I was a virgin.  No one could convince me to do such a foul and disgusting thing, let alone that it was pleasurable!  I couldn't stand the smell of it, the thought of it, or be near anyone else doing it.  It's so messy, I thought, as I avoided it by saying "It doesn't agree with me" or "I think I may be allergic."  A few weekends ago, however, my neighbour convinced me that my time had come.  It was time to give up the innocence and join the rest of the adult world.

I was nervous.  What should I wear?  What should I bring?  Were any special tools required?  What would I use to clean up after it was all over?  But she helped me along and showed me the way.  I started slowly at first, unsure of myself.  Then, it began its seductive dance in my mouth and I acqured a taste for it, realizing how foolish I had been to avoid it all these years.  It wasn't as big a deal as I thought it would be.  In fact, I could see myself doing it on a regular basis, if I had enough money to sustain it.  My husband likes it, so that would definitely make it easier for us.

Up until a few weekends ago, I was a virgin.  A seafood virgin.  But I have now tasted the wonder of lobster, and I know now what I have been missing, and I am sure wishing that I would have tasted its seductive wonders a lot sooner!



Chewing on one of its little legs...succulenty goodness...